…I heard of a teddy bear what attacked two rubber ducks…reckon they gets kind of crochety in their old age…
Monroe D. Underwood
Brandy locked the door behind us.
I said dry run goddammit.
Brandy said well your reunion really won’t get rolling until tomorrow.
She said didn’t you see any of your old gang?
I said just Harry Jennings.
Brandy said which one was he?
I said the one that went to sleep in the booth.
Brandy said with the stuffed panda?
I said yeah.
I said you know I can’t figure that out.
I said when he was in the army Harry didn’t have a panda.
I said he had a teddy bear.
Brandy said well at least we’ve learned two things about Harry Jennings.
She said he’s lonely and he’s fickle.
She said he should get married.
I said he did.
I said his wife divorced him.
Brandy said because of the panda?
I said no I don’t think so.
I said I believe he still had the teddy bear.
Brandy sat on the side of the bed nearest the door and I took the other.
We talked back-to-back.
I said whew.
Brandy said tired?
I said damn right.
I said I drove clear from Belmont and Kimball.
Brandy said how far is that?
I said eight miles.
I said in the rain.
Brandy said gosh that’s not far.
I said in the rain?
Brandy said even in the rain.
I said in Chicago?
Brandy said Purdue eight miles is eight miles.
I said not in Chicago.
I said not in the rain.
I said people have starved to death driving eight miles in Chicago in the rain.
I said others have gone insane.
I said there have been numerous suicides.
Brandy said Purdue knock it off.
She said I’m tired too.
I heard Brandy’s shoes tumble on the carpeting.
I heard a zipper zip.
There were rustling sounds.
I heard a clasp go snick.
Brandy said Purdue do you remember what I told you about those brassiere welts?
I said uh-huh.
Brandy said well see for yourself.
She said I look like I’ve been lashed by a cat-o’-nine-tails.
I said I really don’t have to see.
I said I believe you.
I said I’m sorry about your welts.
Brandy didn’t say anything.
The lamp on the nightstand clicked out.