The Yellow Handkerchief Page #2
in a shiny purple bathing suit.
Cuckoo!
You all right?
Yeah.
Well, if that's it,
I'm gonna say good night.
If anybody needs
to get in here, just knock.
He's weird.
I think if it gets any better
in the next couple hours,
we should just leave.
I mean, even
if it's in the middle of the night.
A few fixes, it'll be good to go,
Look at this.
You go out in this?
That one needs
some work for sure.
There's a good one down here.
It's freezing cold down there.
Night.
You know, it's hard sleeping
in the same room with you.
Huh?
Well, you're so pretty
when you do certain stuff.
Kinda makes me horny.
I'm getting obsessed.
I think it would go--it would go away
if you just kissed me once,
you know, because it wouldn't
be like this obsession thing.
What do you say?
So it's like an obsession thing?
You touch me and it goes away?
Kind of, yeah.
Why is that?
The mystery's gone, and...
- Get off!
- Okay, I'm sorry!
- Get off me!
- Shh! I'm sorry!
I'm not gonna shut up, okay!
What is going on in here?
All right, you, in there.
No.
No. I'm not gonna be ordered around
by some old guy I don't even--
Now.
How would you know?
Oh.
Easy.
You can do this!
All right. Come on.
Okay, okay.
- Okay.
Hey.
Hi.
I just--I wanted to...
I wanted to say
that I'm sorry at what--
It's okay? Okay, come, come now.
Oh, my God!
- Come. Come.
- Step back there.
Gordy, thanks
for getting me this far,
but I think I'm gonna take my time
and then get on a bus.
Oh, me, too.
I should, too.
Thanks a lot for the ride.
I don't think I have enough
to get me home.
I can cover you,
if they're running at all this morning.
Might take them a while.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Where do you work?
I used to work on the oil rigs,
in the ocean down south.
You want a cookie?
Like down south,
like, near New Orleans?
Couple hours from there.
I've always wanted
to go to New Orleans.
You been married?
Have you been?
Are you interviewing for the job?
'Cause you're a little young.
- You wanna walk?
- Yeah.
- So where is she?
- Who?
Your wife.
Why do you think someone
would want to be married to me?
Well, I can see that, easy.
Well, you can't always trust
what you see.
Was that your dad
you were talking to last night?
Yeah. I think he has
a girlfriend now.
He didn't even tell me.
Mmm.
I bet he's picking her up
to do the runs with him.
Mm-hmm.
I used to go with him sometimes.
Oh, yeah?
No.
How weird is that?
Yeah.
We should go.
No messages.
Not one message.
I left for a day.
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