Chetspeak on Sunday
“I’m Autumn,” the young woman said, closing the door.
“That’s a nice name,” Bernie said.
“I found it online,” Autumn said.
“Oh,” said Bernie.
She looked at me. “Is this Chet? Livia asked me if he was with you.”
“Yup,” Bernie said.
“Can I pat him?”
“He hates that.”
“You’re joking right?”
Of course he was. Bernie’s quite the joker at times, not always the right ones. But in this case everything worked out fine. Autumn turned out to be an excellent patter. The young ladies in houses of ill-repute were always excellent patters, although why I wasn’t sure. What the whole business was about, meaning what was actually for sale – for example, Max’s Memphis Ribs sold ribs – remained a mystery to me.
– from To Fetch A Thief.
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