Fourth Mention of the Teitelbaum Divorce
Jocko got a real mean expression on his face, but Bernie wasn’t looking. “Know what I think?” Jocko said. “You’re yellow.”
Yellow? I’m no expert on color, as I should have pointed out by now, but Bernie doesn’t look at all yellow to me. He has beautiful skin, kind of darkish, with red tones mixed in.
“Yeah?” said Bernie.
“Yeah,” Jocko said. “Chicken.”
Humans could lose you just like that, and this was one of those times. I knew chicken, of course – that kosher chicken at the Teitelbaum divorce celebration dinner was often in my thoughts – but what was Jocko talking about? Was it possible he had a line on kosher chicken, could hook us up with some? I waited to hear.
“What’s on your mind, Jocko?” Bernie said. “Spit it out.”
Oh, no, not that; and in the cab? Some humans – men, just about every time – had this very bad habit, plain nasty. And chewing-tobacco spit? Don’t get me started.
From To Fetch A Thief.
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