This Sunday's snippet features Darlene from my short story, Laid To Rest. Richie (the narrator) and his sidekick, Tommy Ray Petty. are in the process of trying to steal gas out of the mayor's Cadillac while he is visiting the town prostitute, Darlene. (During sex with Darlene, the mayor has passed away). The two hapless rednecks are offered $5000 by the mayor's brother to make it appear he died in a respectable car wreck.
"Tell us what happened, Darlene," I said.
"I was just lying there thinking about that pretty pink sundress I saw down at Shainberg's while Mayor Stroud was moaning and making funny faces. Why, I thought he was just enjoying himself and the next thing I knew he went limp and I mean all over! And, then, his eyes rolled back in his head!" She flung her arm across her face. "I ain't never gonna be right again."