Big Inca

To: The Boss

From: Bill

Date: April 10 

The water in the coffee dripper is yellow with rust. That’s all right, Hilda said, because we need more iron.

Then I remembered that Hilda was on the rag.

Making a three-egg omelette made Mona think of the Trinity. Father-Son-And-Holy Ghost – Mona, our good Catholic girl.

“What’s wrong with Three-Legged Whore,” said the rest.

As one’s hair grows longer, the color becomes more pronounced.

~*~

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