Looking out the screen door at Francine sitting in a ragged blue and white lawn chair on the front porch, Masani asks, "Hey, Hot Stuff, you want a cup of tea?"
"Only if it's iced and you just pour it over my head," Francine says, wiping some sweat off her forehead with the back of her right hand.
"It sure is a hot one, huh?" Masani says, stepping out on the front porch.
"The devil probably likes to come here on vacation because it reminds him of home," Francine says, setting the book she was reading, Bestial by William Carl, on the porch rail.
"Well, Youngstown has always looked a bit like Hell," Masani says, sitting down in the lawn chair next to Francine's, "What are you doing out here anyway? I thought you'd be downtown covering the Democratic convention for your blog."
"Uhhh, I probably should be, but I have to work tonight and I can't risk getting arrested because I refuse to stay in the 'free speech' zone a mile away from the convention. Michael's still mad at me about the other night."
"Oh, those customers you yelled at? Girl, you have to chill out," Masani puts her right hand on Francine's left forearm, "Just because people are mean, doesn't 'mean' you have to be mean back."
"Well, if you come up with a better idea of how to handle things, then please clue me in."
"You OK? The breakup still bothering you?"
"No, no, I'm fine. I'm just getting used to things," Francine takes a drink of water from the glass at her side, "How about you? I've noticed that you and Donald have been spending more time together lately."
"Have you?" Masani smiles, "Well, I should have known I couldn't hide things from little miss investigative reporter forever."
"Well . . . ?"
"I don't kiss and tell."
"So you have kissed."
"Hush up!" Masani gets up, "That sun's melting my brain out here. I don't know how you can stand it. Do you want a cup of tea or not?"
"Yeah, I'd love a cup of tea. Thanks," Francine says, picking up her book again.
"What's that book about?" Masani says, as she opens up the screen door.
"Werewolves in Cincinnati."
"Well, if I were a werewolf, I think I'd shave. It's too damn hot to be covered in fur today."
"Do you think werewolves use a lot of cans of shaving cream trying to fit into society?"
"Now I know this heat's melted your brain," Masani says, as she disappears inside.
Blog Love Omega Glee is a novel by Wred Fright about two bloggers who fall in love while the world falls apart, which is being serialized on his blog. To start reading from the beginning or read another installment, please visit Blog Love Omega Glee Central on WredFright.Com. If you like what you've read, or you've read all of Blog Love Omega Glee and want more Fright, then please read his first novel, which is available in print and as an ebook.
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