Wendy
Copyright© 2018 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 16
<You seem to have taken California in disgust.>
This conversation began in the den of the house I bought from a suddenly unpopular band member of a one hit wonder group that blamed their fall from grace on the bass player. They were right ... wasn’t even a decent garage band. How they ever dubbed a multimillion seller, I’ll never know.
The saving grace?
I got Theo’s house ... it’s not lake front ... but it has its own private beach.
And a boat.
“California in disgust? High taxes, corrupt government and everything has been deemed hazardous to my health. Everything ... including sunlight, water, meat, vegetables and life. It’ll kill me someday.”
<Everybody dies.>
“Yup ... I’ll have another slice of prime, please. As soon as I polish it off, I’m going to lay out and finish tanning the white spots, making sure I stay hydrated and dip a few carrot sticks in Ranch dressing ... Fuck you California.”
<It’s Hollywood.>
“How is it their fault?”
<They’ve convinced the US that movies are the real world.>
“Yeah...
“ ... Wait ... aren’t they?
“Doesn’t every cowboy play the guitar? Ride palomino horses and wear a half a ton of silver mounted leather.
“You ... mean ... it’s fake?”
<You have the watch ... go see.>
“Go with?”
<Why not?>
They discorporated.
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