Red Beans and Rice
11 years ago
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Parrot On the Phone
"Hope they all make it back from the beach," she whispered.
"I'm prayin' real hard, right now," Layla answered.
"Hey, see if you can find some batteries for this radio"
"Where?"
"Try the desk drawer by the window"
"Oh,no"
"What?"
"I didn't know you was goin' out with them," Layla said.
"With who?"
"You know who"
"Oh, those guys from Taterville?"
"Um"
"Hey, that's just a picture, Layla, we were just goofin' around"
"Sure you were?"
"Okay, we did go over to the Satellite Club one Friday night, but what nothin' but somethin' to do, those guys play around too much for me, if ya know what I mean?"
It seemed like the rain slackened off a little and the wind died down to. The lights started to flicker like they were coming back on. The TV did come on, but there was nothing on but fuzzy, scratchy looking greenish tinted nothingness. Jahneesha peeked out through the blinds. There was an egret dancing right near the ditch and a parrot perched on a telephone pole right across the street.
"Where in the world did all these strange creatures come from?" asked Layla.
"Don't know."
The phone rang. Jahneesha jumped. She thought the phone lines were down. Damn, this is one funky day, she thought to herself.
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