Seventh Avenue South by Duncan MacLeod

Author:Duncan MacLeod [MacLeod, Duncan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-14T23:00:00+00:00

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One night after work, I came home, and Donnie was there with Gia. I hadn’t seen him for a while. We hugged.

“Ethan! Don’t you want to come with us to Danceteria? It’s ‘Straight to Hell Night’.

I had heard of this legendary gay night. I didn’t know it still went on.

“Are you going too, Gia?”

“My friend’s band is playing the first floor. Are you coming?”

“Sure, let’s go.”

“We’re waiting for my friend Mika. She’s driving from Jersey.”

I changed out of my janitor clothes into the zebra fur pants, multicolor platform shoes, and a black Alien Sex Fiend t-shirt. Donnie convinced me to add a black and tan suede fringe vest, and I let him wear the American Flag suede. The black platforms I bought were too big, so I gave them to Donnie permanently.

The bell rang and Donnie clomped down the steps to let in his friend Mika. She was a bit wobbly.

“I gotta use the can.” She disappeared into the tiny bathroom and locked the door.

Gia asked, “Oh my god, Donnie. What’s wrong with her?”

Donnie admitted, “She’s on hits.”

“What’s hits?”

“It’s Codeine and Dorden. It gets you really fucked up.”

“Are we ready?” Mika came out of the bathroom wobbly as ever. She had stop sign red hair and a knitted top hat. Her jean jacket was painted with anarchy symbols, punk’s not dead and DK, the Dead Kennedys logo.

“Who’s driving?” I asked.

“That’d be me.” Mika held up the car keys like a trophy just awarded at a soccer match for “Most Fucked Up Player.”

Our silence spoke volumes.

“I just drove here from Jersey! I’m fine.”

Downstairs, her car was parked on the sidewalk, blocking the entrance to John’s Brick Oven Pizza. Gia put her head down. “Oh shit.”

“What?”

“I have to see John every day. I can’t let him know this has anything to do with me.”

“Too late,” Donnie said.

John had managed to climb out of the store over the hood of the car and glared at Gia.

Mika showed impressive leadership and improvisation skills.

“Make way. We have an injured woman.”

Gia leaned on me and Donnie for support as we drag-walked her to the car. John’s expression changed.

“Gia, honey, are you okay?”

“I got a busted knee.” It was true. She had it wrapped under her floor length skirt.

“And tell your friend to park in my spot next time.” He pointed to a red zone near Seventh Avenue South. “I painted it red myself.”

Mika said, “thank you, mister! And I’m sorry.” He waved his hand in a gesture of pure New York ‘who cares’?

Jimmy and I pushed Gia into the front seat and hopped in back. Mika fired up the car, and screeched off the sidewalk, making a U-turn in the process. Gia held onto the “oh-shit” bar for life. Bleecker was eastbound and we were going west.

Mika smiled at us in the rear-view mirror as she turned a hard right up Seventh Avenue South. There was no northbound traffic. This was because the street is one-way southbound. Mika made a left turn across all lanes of

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