“Yes, I’ve Heard of Jason”
it was fully two hours before she regained consciousness- lips that asked to be kissed
- my breath is minty
- cold sweat stood out from every pore of my body
- looked quite majestic
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“Yes, I’ve heard of Jason,” I said, looking around. “You know, on second thought maybe it wouldn’t be right for me to disrupt your sound check. Tell Henry good luck for me.”
“He’ll need it,” the double-ersatz cop said. “Her new groom is tough to beat. Rumor has it that when they first made love, it was fully two hours before she regained consciousness.”
“That sounds…” I looked all around again. The last thing I needed was for Jason to learn my whereabouts. “Um, very romantic. And not at all like he roofied her.” It occurred to me that maybe it’d be handy for me to learn my own whereabouts. “Say, can you tell me the quickest way to Pittsburghistan?”
“Henry doesn’t know, but I asked her out once myself,” the faux fuzz went on, and I realized he wasn’t even listening to me. “She had lips that asked to be kissed, except for when she actually spoke and those lips asked me to step back. I always make sure my breath is minty, yet she pushed me away.”
A lisping voice called from the edge of the clearing, “Those Bumpkin Spice Cheese Puffs better yield the stage, because it’s time for Jason to rant and rage. About weddings.” Cold sweat stood out from every pore of my body. I walked unhurriedly to the front door of the bungalow and tried the knob. Locked! I pressed the button for the doorbell, and while the elaborate carillon chimed inside, I studied the ornamentation around that button. Enamel and semiprecious stones made up the design, which looked quite majestic there on the wall of this quaint, colorful little house.
The door opened. “You!” I exclaimed.
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