Lone Tree
“This was his last night of gainful, legal employment. He’d gotten his last paycheck, full of all those pennies, and he wouldn’t be wanting or needing another one, thank you very much.
Located on the same block with his fleabag hotel was a rundown café that was open until the early morning hours. The waitress locked up and left alone, and the cook-owner, a sour old man with one foot in the grave, followed about twenty minutes later.
The waitress had to be close to forty, older than Carl, but she...’d caught his eye nonetheless. Her figure wasn’t bad; she was about the same size as Jackie and had the same kind of red-gold in her hair.
Maybe that was it. Jackie Lyn was the only woman he’d ever looked at more than once.
This one’s name was Millicent. He liked that; it had a nice, regal sound. No nickname or cute double name for her. But Millicent had a face too lined and hard to be pretty. She’d seen some rough years. Neither did she have Jackie’s little girl innocence. But then neither did Jackie Lyn, anymore.MoreLess
Located on the same block with his fleabag hotel was a rundown café that was open until the early morning hours. The waitress locked up and left alone, and the cook-owner, a sour old man with one foot in the grave, followed about twenty minutes later.
The waitress had to be close to forty, older than Carl, but she...’d caught his eye nonetheless. Her figure wasn’t bad; she was about the same size as Jackie and had the same kind of red-gold in her hair.
Maybe that was it. Jackie Lyn was the only woman he’d ever looked at more than once.
This one’s name was Millicent. He liked that; it had a nice, regal sound. No nickname or cute double name for her. But Millicent had a face too lined and hard to be pretty. She’d seen some rough years. Neither did she have Jackie’s little girl innocence. But then neither did Jackie Lyn, anymore.MoreLess
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