The grey clouds have been hanging plump and low in the sky since this morning.
Had to wait over 3 hours for the storm to hit.
Thunder, lightening, wind and rain.
A mother and daughter in Mississippi, trapped in their scrap metal trailer, found dead this morning.
Nothin personal. Just hope it doesn’t happen here.
I take refuge in a diner, order coffee, no cream, no sugar and an All the Way Deluxe Cheeseburger with Fries.
Some loud lady is looking at a quiet man. She’s saying, “Ketchup. I want ketchup.”
I sip hot liquid from a ceramic cup and I open my Get Rich Quick workbook to the page promising I can “make $1,000 today.”
I look out the window just as several pages of a newspaper flap and float across the parking lot.
I take a fry and dip it into the mustard puddle on my plate.
I think, “Three. Three hundred would suit me fine.”