I'm trying my hand at something new (for me at least). Usually my humor is more the zany type but I am aiming for a gentler humor this time. It's less polluting and chock full of nutrition. If you think I'm missing the mark please let me know. Time now to return to The Home and see what's going on.
If you haven't read part 1 yet please do so before reading this episode.
Old Folks at Home - Part 2
"Good morning Mr. Truman. Be sure to try some waffles. They're very nice today with the blueberry syrup".
" Thank you Maybell. I believe I shall. My aren't you looking fresh as a flower this morning".
Out of the corner of my eye I see The Actress coming down the hall. I hardly think she qualifies for the name with only a few bit parts but that's what everyone calls her. What is she doing coming from the mans end of the wing? Right behind Mr. Truman too. Brazen hussy. Always flinging herself about so her skirt swings showing those awful lace garters. Short skirts at her age. They barely cover her knees. HUMPH! Well, what can you expect from a New Yorker? We Atlanta girls would never act like that.
"I believe you've changed your hair this morning Maybell".
"How kind of you to notice Mr. Truman. Yes I've swept it more to the right and upward. Do you like it"? Such an observant man. It's time to act a bit flustered now; perhaps flutter my fan a bit. I'll show The Actress a thing or two. I don't have to climb on a chair and pretend to adjust the TV so the men can peek up my skirt the way she does. I far prefer a mans' respect to his animal instincts.
Oh my! Someone is coming from the entrance corridor. So early for a visitor. Why it's that nice Chinese Detective, Sergeant Cho. I'll bet he's come to talk to The Pole. I must see the newspaper. Something unusual is happening or he wouldn't be here. He never comes to see The Pole unless an important investigation is at a dead end. He's always the one they send. The Pole sometimes talks to him but he never talks to the other detectives. That ruffian Officer Hennesy came to see him once but he just sat there talking for an hour and The Pole never said a word. He kept getting louder and louder and finally started pounding on the table. That's when The Staff asked him to leave. They told him he was disturbing us but actually we were enjoying every minute of it. He was so red faced I thought he was going to have an apoplexy attack by the time he stomped off. It was the best show we'd seen in a long time.
A newswoman got wind of it once but Sergeant Cho wouldn't comment and the rest of us pretended we didn't know what she was talking about. We B Wingers stick together. She tried to interview The Pole but he just sat there for the longest time like he didn't hear her. She was so flustered when she left that she walked right into the plate glass next to the door and fell flat on her pert little fanny. The Pole nodded once like he was expecting it.
Yes. I knew it was important. Sergeant Cho brought two cups of espresso from that Italian Deli down the street and they are in porcelain cups. If it was something minor he would have brought stonewear cups. He bows to The Pole and puts his cup on the table in front of him. Yes. The Pole picks it up and sips from it. That means he is going to say something. He doesn't always but Sergeant Cho still gives him that respectful bow when he leaves. The Chinese are such polite people. I ease myself in that direction. I'm not prying. I just feel the need to sit down at the table and rest a minute. Mr. Truman gallantly escorts me. Everyone else in the day room suddenly feels the need to sit down. We all wait expectantly. The Pole pauses till we are all settled. He's very considerate that way.
He sips from his cup till it is empty, then hands it back to Sergeant Cho. "Green on red.", he says. The Sergeant stands and bows to him again and walks out. The Pole scratches his head as the Sergeant leaves. I've never seen him do that before.
Now we shall all speculate on what he said and what it means. As usual we shall all be wrong.
To be continued if the muse supports.
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Home sweet home
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I seem to detect a slight influence from Samuel Becket, with a dash of Tom Stoppard, in this story. Hmmm.
I'll take that as a compliment.;-]
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