No one was there, yet the note had been clear

No one was there, yet the note had been clear '2 a.m. in the Coffee shop' -it said- and so I waited, but the uneasiness made me refuse the idea that Mr. Smith could prove what he

-r choice was going to be. Mr. Smith or me. He was masculine and sensitive with v neck shirt and tattoos. I was fat and funny. He had no chance. When she walked into the diner

she said, "I'll eat off the fat one. I like uneven surfaces with a sense of humor about their unevenness." Ever since our diner couldn't afford tables, Mr. V Neck got no business.

But at least the loanshark didn't repossess the kitchen appliances. Bruno figured we'd pay him back in a fortnight & only charged Cookie a finger collateral. We cultivated legless

chickens and roasted them under a hot broiler for dinner. We didn't share it with the loanshark of course, but Bruno and Cookie were invited. Cookie managed to keep his finger

..short for Brunhilda & Cookie was named thusly b/c he always had cookie crumbs stuck in his mustache. They were both genderbenders, though, & their restaurant was popular among

the true cruisers and those merely cruising voyeuristcally. It was also a relief to anyone who didn't want to be stuck in their first role. Brunhilda & Cookie's impromptu dance-a-

thon raised an nth number of rupees for the Scorched Earth Gardening Project. Brunhilda & Cookie bought trowels, flame throwers, slug pellets & tickets to petropoly, Azerbaijan. It

was all down to this. The preparations alone for their multi-magical joint conspiratorial shenanigans were more difficult than the outcome itself--except they forgot the H.