Six Easy Pieces
“SHE SAID, repeating the name I’d asked for.
“Yeah,” I said. “Etheline Teaman. I heard from my friend that she works here.”
“Who is your friend?” the short, nearly bald black woman asked. She was wearing a stained, pink satin robe that I barely glimpsed through the crack of the door.
“Jackson Blue,” I said.
“Jackson.” She smiled, surprising me with a mouthful of healthy teeth. “You his friend? What’s your name?”
“Easy.”
“Easy Rawlins?” she exclaimed, throwing the door open wide and spreading her... arms to embrace me. “Hey, baby. It’s good to meet you.”
I put one hand on her shoulder and looked around to the street, making sure that no one saw me hugging a woman, no matter how short and bald, in the doorway of Piney’s brothel.
“Come on in, baby,” the woman said. “My name is Moms. I bet Jackson told you ’bout me.”
She backed away from the entrance, offering me entrée. I didn’t want to be seen entering that doorway either, but I had no choice.MoreLess
“Yeah,” I said. “Etheline Teaman. I heard from my friend that she works here.”
“Who is your friend?” the short, nearly bald black woman asked. She was wearing a stained, pink satin robe that I barely glimpsed through the crack of the door.
“Jackson Blue,” I said.
“Jackson.” She smiled, surprising me with a mouthful of healthy teeth. “You his friend? What’s your name?”
“Easy.”
“Easy Rawlins?” she exclaimed, throwing the door open wide and spreading her... arms to embrace me. “Hey, baby. It’s good to meet you.”
I put one hand on her shoulder and looked around to the street, making sure that no one saw me hugging a woman, no matter how short and bald, in the doorway of Piney’s brothel.
“Come on in, baby,” the woman said. “My name is Moms. I bet Jackson told you ’bout me.”
She backed away from the entrance, offering me entrée. I didn’t want to be seen entering that doorway either, but I had no choice.MoreLess
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