A few blond curls clung wetly to her forehead under the jacket’s hood. “I’m… yes. I remember you. Dad fixed your car once.” The man, Edgar, chuckled. “That he did. I’d been trying to get it running for a whole day. Took him all of five minutes.” He looked her up and down. “We saw your car and the smoke from the chimney, but then the smoke stopped, though your car’s still up the lane. Are you okay? Are you here alone?” “I… yes.” It was hard for Carol not to start crying again. “My fiancé was supposed to come too.” “Oh.” June gave her a look of sympathy. “They closed the roads a few hours ago.” “I don’t care!” Carol’s breath hitched. “I’m sorry,” she hastily added. “It’s just that…” She looked at the single wooden step in front of her that the snow already tried to claim once again. “You had a falling out.” It wasn’t a question. “How…?” “Your eyes are red and puffy. We saw you crying through the window.” As if the mere mentioning of the word had open a valve, fresh tears streaked down. I know what they are. But as many times as we’ve been in here, I didn’t know you had any.” “Oh yeah,” he said, “They’re in the back through that room over there with the fetish DVDs.” My mind was moving at light speed. Well, actually more like the “SS Minnow” at ramming speed, as he rang up the purchase. Then before he totaled it, he said, “Is that all?” “Hmm, give me five bucks worth of those tokens. I think I’m going to try out the movies.” Chuckling lightly, he handed me the tokens and faintly whispered, “Through the door, through the curtains, then down the aisle to the booths.” Leaning forward slightly, in a conspiratorial whisper, he said, “The booths on the ends are modified, if you know what I mean.” When I started to picking up my package, he told me that I could leave it behind the counter until we were ready to go. Thanking him, I turned towards an unsuspecting Deb who immediately said, “Now what’s up?” Damn, I must have had that guilty, just swallowed my lunch money by.
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