Von Stroheim, Mayer, Murder

“Know much about the movie Greed?” said Muriel Breit. She’s our go-to guy when it comes to movies, same as Otis DeWayne is our go-to guy when it comes to weapons. I always like visiting Otis, mostly on account of my buddy General Beauregard who lives there, too. We’ve had some fun times chasing rabbits, me and the General. Is that in Dog On It?

“Not as much as I’d like,” Bernie said. Or something like that. I was missing a bit of what was going on, my mind more on rabbits at the moment.

“It’s a famous silent movie,” Muriel said, offering a cigarette to Bernie. Oh, no. He was trying so hard to quit. He reached out, hesitated, then took the cigarette. Muriel struck a match and lit it for him, then lit one for herself. I liked watching all that, no idea why. But Bernie wasn’t going to be happy about this later. We’d probably go for a run in the canyon to make up for it. Love the canyon of course, but it’s not much fun watching Bernie run, on account of his wound.

He sucked in smoke, breathed it out. “Tell me all about it,” he said.

“Okay,” Muriel said. She breathed out smoke, too. Their smoke clouds met in the air.


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2 Responses to “Von Stroheim, Mayer, Murder”

  1. B. Stover
    3:44 am on July 18th, 2009

    Their smoke clouds met in the air." Nice image.

  2. Diane Brodson
    7:57 am on July 18th, 2009

    Chet is a bit of a poet – isn't he?

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