Chetspeak on Sunday
“I’m sorry?” Bernie said.
“Lord means the Robideaus coulda said it went down wherever they want,” Duke said. “Lord being blacked out, and all.”
“You’re saying they framed you?” Bernie said.
“Square one, for Chrissake,” said Lord. “Wet behind the ears? What’s with Baron, thinkin’ we could use someone like you to – “
“Lord?” said Duke.
Lord went silent, although I can’t be sure about that because all I wanted to do was give the backs of Bernie’s ears a quick lick or two, check out this supposed wetness. He hadn’t just stepped out of the shower, but we had been in out in the rain. Still, I myself was completely dry. I shifted closer to Bernie, waiting for the right moment.
“Someone like me to do what?” Bernie said.
“Um,” Lord said.
“Nothin’,” said Duke. “Lord was just runnin’ his mouth. Tell ‘im.”
“I was just runnin’ my mouth,” Lord said.
Bernie drained his glass, glanced at me in a strange sort of way, almost like … like he wanted to see something real. What a thought! I couldn’t understand it at all.
– from The sound and the Furry.
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