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Capricorn in Aquarius - Part Two
It was sleeting with a needle-fine intensity and blowing sidewise when I was released. I picked my way down the marble steps, watching my feet with every step, when suddenly a strong, firm hand flashed through the misty slop and seized my wrist.
I looked up...into the handsomest of faces, which I had never thought to see again, I felt weak in the knees. He smiled, a half-crooked Patrick Swayze smile.
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner," he said teasingly. As he spoke, I could belatedly whiff the miasma of beer. "Been bad again, I see."
I blushed in the gathering dusk. It wasn't just Johnny, but a drunken one. He was dangerous in that condition. You say the wrong thing, and -
"I've got to go," I said, "I'm already late."
Johnny held fast. "Come with me."
"Where?"
"Just go," Johnny struggled me down the remaining two stairs. On the sidewalk, He looked me over silently. He burped. He was drunker than I thought he could ever be.
I remembered my promise to Daddy. I was afraid of Johnny,
The lesser of two evils.
(To Be Continued.)
It was sleeting with a needle-fine intensity and blowing sidewise when I was released. I picked my way down the marble steps, watching my feet with every step, when suddenly a strong, firm hand flashed through the misty slop and seized my wrist.
I looked up...into the handsomest of faces, which I had never thought to see again, I felt weak in the knees. He smiled, a half-crooked Patrick Swayze smile.
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner," he said teasingly. As he spoke, I could belatedly whiff the miasma of beer. "Been bad again, I see."
I blushed in the gathering dusk. It wasn't just Johnny, but a drunken one. He was dangerous in that condition. You say the wrong thing, and -
"I've got to go," I said, "I'm already late."
Johnny held fast. "Come with me."
"Where?"
"Just go," Johnny struggled me down the remaining two stairs. On the sidewalk, He looked me over silently. He burped. He was drunker than I thought he could ever be.
I remembered my promise to Daddy. I was afraid of Johnny,
The lesser of two evils.
(To Be Continued.)
61-69, F
