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Authors: Maria McKenzie
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least sop them up a little.
After he’d parked, Ash tightly gripped the steering wheel. Fuming, he gritted his teeth while his mind played through the confrontation with Kitty for the hundredth time. Finally, he climbed from the car and slammed the door.
When Ash walked inside the restaurant, he was greeted by the comforting smell of beef fat and frying potatoes. Ceiling fans whirled around churning grease and cigarette smoke through the air. A buxom woman with bright red hair and gray roots showed him to a booth. As he slid on to the shiny red upholstery, she gave him a menu.
A short while later a pretty waitress welcomed him with a large glass of water, a big smile and a voluptuous set of huge bobbing breasts. Ash guessed her to be around seventeen.
The waitress, a peroxide blond, batted her large blue eyes. “You need a little more time to look at the menu, shug?”
“No.” Ash smiled. “I know just what I want.”
“Alright, shug, what can I getcha?”
“I’ll take two hamburgers, an order of French fries, and an extra thick chocolate milkshake.”
She winked. “I’ll have it for you in jiff, shug.” Ash enjoyed the view as the girl walked away. But then he thought about Kitty—again.
What had he done to her? Nothing! She was the one who’d rubbed Russell in his face yesterday. She’d driven him to the edge, and when he’d kissed her this morning, his feelings displayed that. Although he never would have hurt her, she threatened him like he was a rapist!
In a few minutes, Ash’s waitress returned with his order. As she set down the milkshake, she smiled and said, “It’s extra thick, just like you wanted. I made it myself.”
Ash thanked her, then appraised the food. The burgers were big and fat with blood laced juice seeping from them, and the fries were coated with grease and laden with salt. Ash smothered everything with ketchup, then ravenously dove in. The shake was so stiff he had to eat it with a spoon.
He hadn’t eaten a meal like this in nearly five years, but today he didn’t care. Ash devoured every ounce of food, then licked his fingers in like fashion as all the white trash customers around him did. When he’d almost finished the shake, it was runny enough to drink. He removed the spoon, then turned up the glass and drained it to then last drop.
His attentive waitress immediately returned to clear away his dishes. “Anything else I can get for you, shug?”
“No thanks.” Ash smiled politely, as he unsuccessfully tried to suppress a large burp.
“You sure, shug?” She raised one eyebrow and smiled slyly. “My break’s in ten minutes.”
“If you don’t mind,” Ash smiled, “I’ll just take my check.”
Ash left a large tip, then paid for his meal. Walking to his car, he felt so full of fat, starch and gas, he could barely move. Once behind the wheel, he mulled over what to do next. He started the engine and turned the car around to head back to Joy Hope.
The only reason Kitty had lacerated him with her tongue, Ash assumed, was because of Thomas and Russell. They’d probably said he was white man, only after one thing and no better than a dog. Then Ash wondered if Kitty had told them about what he’d said to her Friday night? Did she laugh about him as she’d explained it? And after that, did Russell and Thomas make fun of him, too?
The whole situation was about to drive him crazy! He loved Kitty, but right now he wanted to strangle her. Ash pushed hard on the accelerator, leaving a trail of dust behind on the unpaved dirt road. With the top down to his red Ford convertible, the cool air cut sharply through his hair.
Ash imagined making love to Kitty, but then became angry again. All the way home, he thought how strongly he felt for her, and how much she’d wounded him.
When Ash entered Joy Hope, something else crossed his mind. Yesterday Miss
After he’d parked, Ash tightly gripped the steering wheel. Fuming, he gritted his teeth while his mind played through the confrontation with Kitty for the hundredth time. Finally, he climbed from the car and slammed the door.
When Ash walked inside the restaurant, he was greeted by the comforting smell of beef fat and frying potatoes. Ceiling fans whirled around churning grease and cigarette smoke through the air. A buxom woman with bright red hair and gray roots showed him to a booth. As he slid on to the shiny red upholstery, she gave him a menu.
A short while later a pretty waitress welcomed him with a large glass of water, a big smile and a voluptuous set of huge bobbing breasts. Ash guessed her to be around seventeen.
The waitress, a peroxide blond, batted her large blue eyes. “You need a little more time to look at the menu, shug?”
“No.” Ash smiled. “I know just what I want.”
“Alright, shug, what can I getcha?”
“I’ll take two hamburgers, an order of French fries, and an extra thick chocolate milkshake.”
She winked. “I’ll have it for you in jiff, shug.” Ash enjoyed the view as the girl walked away. But then he thought about Kitty—again.
What had he done to her? Nothing! She was the one who’d rubbed Russell in his face yesterday. She’d driven him to the edge, and when he’d kissed her this morning, his feelings displayed that. Although he never would have hurt her, she threatened him like he was a rapist!
In a few minutes, Ash’s waitress returned with his order. As she set down the milkshake, she smiled and said, “It’s extra thick, just like you wanted. I made it myself.”
Ash thanked her, then appraised the food. The burgers were big and fat with blood laced juice seeping from them, and the fries were coated with grease and laden with salt. Ash smothered everything with ketchup, then ravenously dove in. The shake was so stiff he had to eat it with a spoon.
He hadn’t eaten a meal like this in nearly five years, but today he didn’t care. Ash devoured every ounce of food, then licked his fingers in like fashion as all the white trash customers around him did. When he’d almost finished the shake, it was runny enough to drink. He removed the spoon, then turned up the glass and drained it to then last drop.
His attentive waitress immediately returned to clear away his dishes. “Anything else I can get for you, shug?”
“No thanks.” Ash smiled politely, as he unsuccessfully tried to suppress a large burp.
“You sure, shug?” She raised one eyebrow and smiled slyly. “My break’s in ten minutes.”
“If you don’t mind,” Ash smiled, “I’ll just take my check.”
Ash left a large tip, then paid for his meal. Walking to his car, he felt so full of fat, starch and gas, he could barely move. Once behind the wheel, he mulled over what to do next. He started the engine and turned the car around to head back to Joy Hope.
The only reason Kitty had lacerated him with her tongue, Ash assumed, was because of Thomas and Russell. They’d probably said he was white man, only after one thing and no better than a dog. Then Ash wondered if Kitty had told them about what he’d said to her Friday night? Did she laugh about him as she’d explained it? And after that, did Russell and Thomas make fun of him, too?
The whole situation was about to drive him crazy! He loved Kitty, but right now he wanted to strangle her. Ash pushed hard on the accelerator, leaving a trail of dust behind on the unpaved dirt road. With the top down to his red Ford convertible, the cool air cut sharply through his hair.
Ash imagined making love to Kitty, but then became angry again. All the way home, he thought how strongly he felt for her, and how much she’d wounded him.
When Ash entered Joy Hope, something else crossed his mind. Yesterday Miss
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