Mel
Copyright© 2019 by Sam
Chapter 2
Now Cpl Anderson’s words got me to think. ‘She is cute, really cute; and all this time I never noticed.’ I thought to myself. ‘I wonder what else I had missed. I put Marcy back into Bin 66, section N-3, row Z in my memory bank destined to be a memory before the next day. Right, not so easy but I tried. It was a nagging reminder that Mel would have been worse, Mel, I had almost forgotten about her.
By the time of my discharge I had forgotten about them both. I had some college due me now so back to U of P, this time nearly done with my second semester courses. My Cell still worked and could not see paying $1,456 plus $123 monthly for the latest and greatest handheld washing machine, toaster and microwave Apple brought out, thank you very much. It was off to find an apartment near the school I could afford.
Life has a funny way about itself. When that old cell sounded off I expected a call telling me my Windows subscription had expired (Gang, no such subscription, a scam) or I had won he Irish Sweeps and only needed to pay $777 for someone to claim my huge winnings for me. (Another scam)
Nope, upon Hi!, I recognized the voice and knew who it was. I hung up on Marcy saying something unkind in Arabic or some rag head curse like that. Got to give the girl credit though, three more times she called before the threats started.
The one to call my mother got to me. I would rather speak with Marcy than live a victim to that woman having my number knowing I was still alive. “Oh! Hi Marcy, I thought you were a bill collector, I checked and that $12,76 is in the mail already. Nice talking. Bye!”
Damn, not quick enough I guess.
“I need your help!” ‘Okay fine’ I thought. “What was that Marcy, you caught some kelp! Are you calling me from a boat? I left the Navy so don’t know much about fish wherever you are.”
It would have worked, I know it would of had not her mobile bloodhound not tracked my phone’s GPS and she was tapping me on my shoulder. I would have told her off then and there had not I looked at her and determined exactly the words Cpl Anderson spoke, she was damn cute. Too long at sea and no one left at home made Jack very lonely.