Friday, September 29, 2006
New Beginning 131
The electronic notes of my "Night on Bald Mountain" ringtone cut over the buzz of morning commuters in the line at Starbuck's.
It was McAllister. Of course. I flipped open my cell phone while balancing a bag of mini-muffins in the crook of my elbow. "Lisa."
"Good morning, Lisa. We need you at the travel center. Joe is dead."
I scrutinized the fruit and yogurts in the iced display case. The bananas looked all right. I dug one out and propped it on top of the mini-muffins. "Again?"
"Bring Denise. Carlos will meet us there. And please, do try to be on time."
"On time?" I said. I unloaded my armful of breakfast onto the counter. The cashier tapped a listless finger on the counter as I dug a debit card out of my purse with one hand. "What the hell does that matter to Joe?"
I closed the phone before he could answer, and was about to pay when I noticed a well-dressed man near the window. He'd managed to balance a cup of coffee on each shoulder and was standing on one foot atop his chair. The people in line were watching him, and ignoring me.
This isn't over, I thought, snatching three bagels from the bin and juggling them. Each time the cinnamon-raisin one passed by I quickly leaned back and took a swig from the bottle of chocolate milk jammed into my cleavage.
"Top that, coffee boy!" I sneered at the man on the chair.
But he hadn't even noticed me. He was looking at the woman in the kimono with the donuts on her ears and the pitcher of orange juice balanced on her forehead.
Opening: acd.....Continuation: Dave Conifer
Posted by Evil Editor at 9:01 PM