Tuesday, 19 June 2012

They were obviously loving somebody I wasn't. (Marilyn Monroe)

Rider smiled sympathetically as his balcony door slid open and a woman strolled from the balcony into the apartment. “You won’t believe–”

She stopped. Everyone stopped.

“Oh, I forgot you were here. This is my brother, Tommy, and his very pregnant wife, Penny.”

“Thanks for that kind introduction,” Penny said thanklessly.

Rider winked. “I thought you’d like that.”

The woman cleared her throat.

“What’s your name?” Tommy asked.

She looked to Rider waiting for an introduction.

“Do you need something?” he asked

She looked at him incredulously.

He pulled a circle of bills from his pocket. He licked his thumb and flipped a couple off the stack for her.

“What do you think I am? Some kind of hooker you can pay off in the morning and send on her way?”

“It’s money for a cab.”

“I live in this building.

He scratched his head.

“You have really nice hair,” Rider offered.

She threw the bills at him and stormed off, slamming the door behind her.

They all laughed.

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