Mudbug Tales: A Novel In Flashes, wit' recipes by Smith GC

Author:Smith, GC [Smith, GC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unknown
Published: 2014-07-24T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE:

Knuckles Messin' Tings Up

Makin' Amends; Insurin' a Payday

Hurtin' or no, I gotta get back on da job. Knuckles was up on da roof finishin' off what I was workin' on before I took da dive. A big S-class Mercedes Benz pulled inta da driveway an a fine lookin' honey got outta dat car.

Knuckles took to hollerin' stuff like “Hot Momma” an' cruder stuff like, "nice rack." An' da crew picked up on da vulgarities. I wasn't dere to stop 'em an' from all dat I heard dey was 'bout outta control. Wasn't nice at all an' I am ashamed.

Turn out da lady dey was hootin' an' hollerin' at was da plantation house owner an' she's hoppin' mad. She call Colleen threatenin' to cancel da contrac'.

Dat happens I doan what we gonna do. No contrac' plus dem barter jobs we committed to is likely to mean no food on da table. I can't have dat, no.

So, here I am wit' my aches an' pains on da job an' chewin' out da crew, 'specially Knuckles.

I got a call into da lady dey insulted, an' I sure hope I can sweet talk her into forgiveness. Maybe I should 'vite her to the fais do-do down to Dupree's place Friday nite. Or maybe dat ain' such a good idea.

I betta tink o' sumptin' to make da lady happy. Dat's what I'm tinkin', me .

Apologizin'

I got through on da phone to da lady. Lemme tell you my knees was wobblin' trying to tink o' da right words to say to her. But, I managed. I tol' da lady dat I was sorry for da crew's crude an' rude behavior an' dat I chewed every one o' dem out. Promised her dat insults from da crew won't never happen no secon' time.

Da lady accepted my 'pology an' I took a gamble an' 'vited her to da Friday nite fais do-do . She said she ain' never been an' she accepted da invite.

I ain' so sure on my part how smart a move dat invite was an' neither is Colleen. Tomorrow will tell da story. Keepin' fingers crossed, me.

Laissez Le Bon Temps Rouler

If any o' you been wonderin' da answer is no, Colleen an' me we ain' set no date to get hitched yet. Dat fac' is givin' Fadda LeBlanc fits.

I had to sit Colleen down an' convince her to let it pass. I tol' her da priest, her cousin, ain' no busybody, it's just dat he worries 'bout our immortal souls. Dat's his job.

I tol' dat sweet Colleen dat as long as we know we ain' sinners den it doan matter none what no one else tinks an' dat includes da priest and da busy ol' hen wimmens what live an' gossip here in Pigeonaire .

Colleen juss nodded.

Me, I ain' sure Colleen truly believes what I been sayin'. I'm convinced dat deep down Colleen do worry 'bout what odders are tinkin' an' mouthin'. But, dere's nothin' I can do 'bout dat.

All I can do, an' it's all anybody can do, is ignore other folks opinions an' live life as I see it.

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