The Fame Thief
“Ronnie said, “You don’t look old enough to have a daughter.”
Debbie said, “I like her better than I like you.”
“I’m not looking for your vote,” I said. “I have rules, and that’s one of them.”
“So Louie said.” Debbie was alone on the love seat, and it dwarfed her, making her look like a ten-year-old. A ten-year old who had a great many notches on her water pistol. “I’m going to pick up the bag now,” she said. “Don’t get your intestines in a knot.” She bent down and hoisted the carpetbag, just ba...rely muffling a grunt.
“Jesus,” I said. “What’s in there, your bowling equipment?”
“It’s mostly makeup,” she said, up to her elbow in the bag. “Don’t you carry a lot of makeup?”
“I think that one was for you,” I said to Ronnie, who was watching Debbie as though she were something coiled in a circle on the other side of a plate of four-inch-thick glass.
“No,” Ronnie said, keeping her eyes on what she could see of Debbie’s hands.MoreLess
Debbie said, “I like her better than I like you.”
“I’m not looking for your vote,” I said. “I have rules, and that’s one of them.”
“So Louie said.” Debbie was alone on the love seat, and it dwarfed her, making her look like a ten-year-old. A ten-year old who had a great many notches on her water pistol. “I’m going to pick up the bag now,” she said. “Don’t get your intestines in a knot.” She bent down and hoisted the carpetbag, just ba...rely muffling a grunt.
“Jesus,” I said. “What’s in there, your bowling equipment?”
“It’s mostly makeup,” she said, up to her elbow in the bag. “Don’t you carry a lot of makeup?”
“I think that one was for you,” I said to Ronnie, who was watching Debbie as though she were something coiled in a circle on the other side of a plate of four-inch-thick glass.
“No,” Ronnie said, keeping her eyes on what she could see of Debbie’s hands.MoreLess
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