there were two of her? Or more? The way
she looks. What did she say exactly?”
“Well,
she wanted us to get together so she could make her announcement. But I just
had this feeling, you know what I mean? She sounded so…so superior. So…smug…”
“Okay.
Okay. And?”
“Well,
I guess I got kind of excited. You know how I can get sometime. I asked what
her announcement was going to be. I couldn’t wait. I needed to know right then.
I mean, if it had something to do with Matt—and what else would it have to do
with—I didn’t want to make a bigger fool of myself by asking for another date
or something stupid. You know?”
“Another date? You had a date with Matt already?”
“Well, kinda . I was going to tell you. It just sort of
happened. You know with Sam, and all. We had a really nice drive.”
“Yeah,
right, your car, Sam. Go on, Lucy.”
“Well…”
The breathless young woman took another deep breath.
Dorothy
hopped up and kicked a nearby discarded coffee container halfway across the
parking lot. She sat back down.
“She
told me to calm down,” Lucy finally continued, “that she was sorry, but—”
“Sorry?
Christy was sorry?”
“She
said she won the bet. They had…gone to bed. Together! Her and
Matt. She and Matt.”
Silence.
“Dot? Dorothy?”
“Well,
I guess that’s that. I’ve…I’ve got to get back to my comb out.” It took her
forever to gather her strength and push herself up off the plastic crate.
Probably had square indents in her butt now, she thought. Must
be gaining weight. That was where it always went. She’d have to check
that.
“She
still wants to get together.” Lucy’s voice was perky. “Could you? Tonight, maybe?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I’ve
got a date. With…I’ve got some things to do.”
“Maybe…tomorrow? She seemed anxious to kinda talk about it.”
“I’ll
bet. Blow by blow. Bang by bang. Ram it in by…I always wondered how well hung
he was.”
“Oh!
Gee.” Lucy giggled. “Me too.”
Dorothy
stared at the phone for a second. “Did she say anything about calling me? Or
was I just—”
“She
seemed kind of annoyed with me for getting it out of her, so she asked me to
ask you to call her. She didn’t want to disturb you at work.”
“But
I have been disturbed, haven’t I?” Dorothy bit her lip. “Sorry, Lucy, I didn’t
mean anything by that.”
“That’s
okay. I feel kinda …empty, myself. I’m not really sure
why.”
“Well,
I guess it just wasn’t much of a competition.” She forced a small chuckle. “We gotta get ourselves a life, Lucy. Or
lives.” She leaned against a Mercedes SUV. ‘Mercedes’SUV? Jesus, what was CoveHaven coming to? “Lucy, would you do me a favor? Call
Christy and tell her I appreciate her letting us know about what happened. And congratulations. I’m sure they’ll be…no…tell her I’m
busy for the next couple of days. Maybe this weekend we can get together. Sunday. Maybe we can have lunch together Sunday.”
“You
mean like after church?”
“Church? Yeah. Like, after church.”
“Sure.
I’ll tell her. Uh, how do we —”
“Tell
her we’ll each check with you. You can be our social secretary. You’re really
good at stuff like that, Lucy. I’ll call you…maybe tomorrow. And Christy can
check with you too. Thanks for calling me.”
“Yeah…sure. It’s a bummer. Right?”
Dorothy
laughed out loud. “You got that right, babe. Guess I was just hoping for a
little more fun and games, myself.” She was feeling a bit better. “Well, at
least Matt’s back in action. I take it everything worked fine? He had no
problem doing the deed.”
“She
didn’t say.”
“Don’t
worry. She will. We’ll get it all. Blow by…thanks again, sweetie.” She snapped
the phone shut.
Dorothy
leaned back against the Mercedes. Now would be the time to have a cigarette,
she thought.
If she smoked.
Which she didn’t.
At least, not yet.
* * * *
Matt stared at the
she looks. What did she say exactly?”
“Well,
she wanted us to get together so she could make her announcement. But I just
had this feeling, you know what I mean? She sounded so…so superior. So…smug…”
“Okay.
Okay. And?”
“Well,
I guess I got kind of excited. You know how I can get sometime. I asked what
her announcement was going to be. I couldn’t wait. I needed to know right then.
I mean, if it had something to do with Matt—and what else would it have to do
with—I didn’t want to make a bigger fool of myself by asking for another date
or something stupid. You know?”
“Another date? You had a date with Matt already?”
“Well, kinda . I was going to tell you. It just sort of
happened. You know with Sam, and all. We had a really nice drive.”
“Yeah,
right, your car, Sam. Go on, Lucy.”
“Well…”
The breathless young woman took another deep breath.
Dorothy
hopped up and kicked a nearby discarded coffee container halfway across the
parking lot. She sat back down.
“She
told me to calm down,” Lucy finally continued, “that she was sorry, but—”
“Sorry?
Christy was sorry?”
“She
said she won the bet. They had…gone to bed. Together! Her and
Matt. She and Matt.”
Silence.
“Dot? Dorothy?”
“Well,
I guess that’s that. I’ve…I’ve got to get back to my comb out.” It took her
forever to gather her strength and push herself up off the plastic crate.
Probably had square indents in her butt now, she thought. Must
be gaining weight. That was where it always went. She’d have to check
that.
“She
still wants to get together.” Lucy’s voice was perky. “Could you? Tonight, maybe?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I’ve
got a date. With…I’ve got some things to do.”
“Maybe…tomorrow? She seemed anxious to kinda talk about it.”
“I’ll
bet. Blow by blow. Bang by bang. Ram it in by…I always wondered how well hung
he was.”
“Oh!
Gee.” Lucy giggled. “Me too.”
Dorothy
stared at the phone for a second. “Did she say anything about calling me? Or
was I just—”
“She
seemed kind of annoyed with me for getting it out of her, so she asked me to
ask you to call her. She didn’t want to disturb you at work.”
“But
I have been disturbed, haven’t I?” Dorothy bit her lip. “Sorry, Lucy, I didn’t
mean anything by that.”
“That’s
okay. I feel kinda …empty, myself. I’m not really sure
why.”
“Well,
I guess it just wasn’t much of a competition.” She forced a small chuckle. “We gotta get ourselves a life, Lucy. Or
lives.” She leaned against a Mercedes SUV. ‘Mercedes’SUV? Jesus, what was CoveHaven coming to? “Lucy, would you do me a favor? Call
Christy and tell her I appreciate her letting us know about what happened. And congratulations. I’m sure they’ll be…no…tell her I’m
busy for the next couple of days. Maybe this weekend we can get together. Sunday. Maybe we can have lunch together Sunday.”
“You
mean like after church?”
“Church? Yeah. Like, after church.”
“Sure.
I’ll tell her. Uh, how do we —”
“Tell
her we’ll each check with you. You can be our social secretary. You’re really
good at stuff like that, Lucy. I’ll call you…maybe tomorrow. And Christy can
check with you too. Thanks for calling me.”
“Yeah…sure. It’s a bummer. Right?”
Dorothy
laughed out loud. “You got that right, babe. Guess I was just hoping for a
little more fun and games, myself.” She was feeling a bit better. “Well, at
least Matt’s back in action. I take it everything worked fine? He had no
problem doing the deed.”
“She
didn’t say.”
“Don’t
worry. She will. We’ll get it all. Blow by…thanks again, sweetie.” She snapped
the phone shut.
Dorothy
leaned back against the Mercedes. Now would be the time to have a cigarette,
she thought.
If she smoked.
Which she didn’t.
At least, not yet.
* * * *
Matt stared at the
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