Chapters (35)
- Cover
- Title
- Foreword
- Plant Growin’ Problems
- Nightmare
- Facing the Music
- Facing the Music
- Kubuku Rides(This Is It)
- The Rich
- Old Frank and Jesus
- Boy and Dog
- Julie: A Memory
- Samaritans
- Night Life
- Leaving Town
- The End of Romance
- The Crying
- And Another Thing
- Tiny Love
- A Birthday Party
- BIG BAD LOVE
- Falling Out of Love
- The Apprentice
- Wild Thing
- Big Bad Love
- Gold Nuggets
- Waiting for the Ladies
- Old Soldiersfor Lisa
- Sleep
- Big Bad Love
- Discipline
- Big Bad Love
- 92 Daysfor buk
- A Roadside Resurrection
- About the Author
“Ain’t gonna do that no such of a thing,” she say, but she know Sue right. She still pouring that rum down, she ain’t slacked off. She just have to deny the truth because old truth hurt too much to face.
Sue get up, she got tears in her eye and stuff, she dabbing with Kleenexes. Can’t nobody talk sense to this fool.
“Yes you will,” she say, and she leave. She ain’t gone hang around and watch this self-destruction. Woman done turned into a time bomb ticking. She got to get away from here, so she run out the door. She booking home. Everybody looking.
Angel all alone now. She order two more singles and drink both of them. But she shitfaced time she drink that last one, she done been in the booth a hour and a half. Which has done caused some men to think about hitting on her, they done seen them thin legs and stuff she got. This one wimp done even come over to the table, he just assume she lonesome and want some male company, he think he gonna come over like he Robert Goulet or somebody and just invite himself to sit down. He done seen her wedding ring, but he thinking, Man, this woman horny or something, she wouldn’t be sitting here all by her lonesome. And this fool almost sit down in the booth with her, he gonna buy her a drink, talk some trash to her, when he really thinking is he gonna get her in some motel room and take her panties off. But she done recognized his act, she ain’t having nothing to do with this fool. She tell him off right quick. Of course he get huffy and leave. That’s fine. Ain’t asked that fool to sit down with her anyway.
Now she done decided she don’t want to have another drink in this place. Old depression setting in. People coming in now to eat seafood with they families, little kids and stuff, grandmamas, she don’t need to be hanging around in here no more. Waiters looking at her. She know they wanting her to leave before she give their place a bad name. Plus she taking up room in this booth where some family wanting to eat some filet catfish. She know all this stuff. She know she better leave before they ask her to. She done had embarrassment enough, don’t need no more.