Loose Lips
“I picked a cafe with greasy patty melts and greasier fries. It wasn’t a place my usual lunch date, Rhonda, would let me frequent too often. Plus, the place had out–of–control shrubs that shielded its parking lot from the main road.
Free from prying eyes, I placed my order and waited for Bev.
She arrived, looking like she’d taken a page from Phyllis and Kristi’s fashion book: pencil skirt and pumps. I smoothed the collar on my “Woo To You” t–shirt and took a sip of my Diet Pepsi.
“This is interesting.” She glanced around, picked up her water glass to take a sip, set it back down without taking a drink and then slid it across the table away from her.
A dark hair, considerably shorter than any on my head, bobbed up and down with the ice.
So maybe the greasy food wasn’t the only reason Rhonda quit coming here with me.
I took another drink from my glass and waited for Bev to relax.
After she’d settled herself a bit, she pulled two paper napkins out of the dispenser and placed them on the t...able in front of her.MoreLess
Free from prying eyes, I placed my order and waited for Bev.
She arrived, looking like she’d taken a page from Phyllis and Kristi’s fashion book: pencil skirt and pumps. I smoothed the collar on my “Woo To You” t–shirt and took a sip of my Diet Pepsi.
“This is interesting.” She glanced around, picked up her water glass to take a sip, set it back down without taking a drink and then slid it across the table away from her.
A dark hair, considerably shorter than any on my head, bobbed up and down with the ice.
So maybe the greasy food wasn’t the only reason Rhonda quit coming here with me.
I took another drink from my glass and waited for Bev to relax.
After she’d settled herself a bit, she pulled two paper napkins out of the dispenser and placed them on the t...able in front of her.MoreLess
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