Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 100
“By the way ... where are you taking me for barbecue?”
“No ... I don’t want a surprise ... I have one of my own.”
“Mine? Surprise Me Flintkote.”
“It’s the name on her birth certificate.”
“My Auntie Mom.”
“Since I was five.”
“She’s here.”
“She is temporarily replacing an instructor who died.”
“She’s not coming with us.”
<she might>
“I need to know ... I’m chipped...”
“Since I was born.”
“When did I find out?”
“When I went to register my cat ... s.”
“The vet told me.”
“I was five.”
“If you don’t tell me where now, Auntie mom will activate my tracker ... unless I call in every fifteen minutes.”
“I’d rather not say ... but you could Google me.”
“Flintkote International.”
“Call me back.”
“East of Bud, a pallet BBQ place on North FM973 ... best I ever ate.”
“Thank you ... see you Friday.”
“North on 973. We’re going to look.” Alice, Simone and Two loaded up in the ‘34
It was set at the edge of the woods ... a shack built outta pallets ... smelled wonderful. No license ... wonderful eats.
I told the 14 year old waitress, “We’ll be back ... probably a bunch ... Friday you ought to cook for at least 50 more than usual.”
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