It was almost 10:45 am as I gently knocked on her door, then I slowly opened it to peak in. That was when she yelled “ Close that damn door, you are letting light get in here! I closed the door softly and backed away slowly, I was expecting something hard to hit the door, but there was nothing.
I picked up the news paper and sat down in my easy chair, being careful not to mess up the paper or get it out of order. I knew she would flip if she found it that way!
About 1:45 pm or so, her door burst open and clop thump- clop thump, old light foot was coming towards me. I hid behind the paper so we didn’t make eye contact, but she swung her arm and the news paper went flying out of my hands.
Then she went on into the kitchen and screamed again, “ What is this stuff in the pot?” I replied, “it’s coffee”! You call this stuff coffee? It’s not even good enough to be swill, I’m not drinking that stuff, You made it, you drink it!
The broom and the dust pan must have been in her way, as she opened the back door and through them out into the back yard, Then “I think” it was a chair that went out through the window and the kitchen started to come apart.
I ran for my bed room and hid in the closet, I knew she would never look in there as it was a mess and it needed a few things done to it. Again I hear this clip thump and my door went to pieces. She looked all around and lifted up the bed and looked under it and said “ I know you are here someplace, than she left my room and went back into her room. Ten or fifteen minutes later, she was going out the front door and she yelled, You better have this place all cleaned up and dinner ready by the time I get home!
I waited a few minutes longer to be sure she was gone before I came out of the closet. I peaked out the window and couldn’t see her, so I sat down in my chair and was thinking, who does this women think I am, “A man or a mouse?” I decided I was a mouse, so I packed my little brown suit case and went out the back door. I walked for an hour or so and was at the city limits, I had my thumb out and was hopeful of getting a ride. And who do you think pulls up along side of me and says, “Get In”
She was driving a convertible, she wore the shortest dress, made of the lightest material, that was almost as far up as it could go. I thought, this must be my lucky day and than I saw her nose, it was a beak that any hawk would be proud of. I thought to myself, “No, this girl has to be another witch.”
Now we all know, that all witches have a mole, so I started searching. She had turned her head toward me to say something, and there it was, on the left side of her nose, with hair and everything.
It wasn’t long before she pulled off the road and stopped, She said: take everything of value, out of you pockets and leave them on the seat, which I did. Then she said: leave the belt buckle also. So I put it on the seat with the other stuff. Then she drove off, leaving me standing there, holding up my pants.
Now, I am wondering, did this girl even have a gun?
Nov. 20, 2012
By: Ben R. ☺
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