Up in Honey's Room: A Novel by Elmore Leonard

Author:Elmore Leonard
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Series - Elmore Leonard, Crime
ISBN: 0060724242
Publisher: William Morrow
Published: 2007-05-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen.

Bohdan came in the kitchen with Dr. Taylor's glass, empty but with dregs, a maraschino cherry, orange rind and bits of melted ice Bo dumped in the sink.

He said to Vera fixing a cheese tray, The doctor's turning into a chatterbox. He said the most I've ever heard come out of him at one time. All by himself in the parlor reading Collier's, he licks his thumb getting ready to turn a page, very deliberate about it. He hands me his empty glass, he says, 'I've told Vera a hundred times sweet cherries simply don't agree with me.'

I forgot, Vera said. I forget everything he tells me almost instantly. She repeated, 'I've told Vera sweet cherries simply don't agree with me.' What's that, ten words? It's about average for him. Unless he's telling us what the Jews are cooking up.

You left out he's told you a hundred times, that makes thirteen words, but I haven't come to the good part. Really, he couldn't seem to shut up. I took the glass and said, 'Doctor, it will be my pleasure to fix this one myself.' He looked up and did a doubletake. I turned to walk away and he said, 'Bohdan?' with that sort of British accent he puts on, though not all the time. He waited for me to turn to him and said, 'You look very handsome this evening. You're doing something different with your hair?' I said no, it's the same, and shook my head so my hair would bounce around. I said, 'How do you like this outfit on me? It's pure cashmere.' He said, 'Oh, you're wearing a skirt,' as if he'd just noticed. I said, 'Do you like it?' He said, 'It's very chic, I like it with the sandals.' He asked me to turn around, but didn't say anything about my fanny.

His drug must be kicking in, Vera said. I told you he takes Dilaudid. That druggist, the one who flirts with me, said it's more potent than morphine. The doctor prescribes it for a physical infirmity, his gallstones. Vera was cutting wedges of hard and soft cheese for the tray, with soda crackers. Walter will pout because there's no King Ludwig beer cheese, or Tilsit.

There's Tilsit in the fridge.

That's mine, I'm not putting it out. She said to Bo, You decided against the black dress.

I love it, but it's not me. The shoulder pads. I look like a footballer in drag.

This way you're a little boy in drag. The pearls would look nice.

I'm easing the group into what I might do more often. Oh, Jurgen came down. He's wearing his sports coat but no tie in sight. He could use a scarf, or one of my bandanas. I introduced him to Taylor. The doctor rose to his feet and saluted.

The Nazi salute?

The snappy one. But then looked embarrassed, sorry he'd tried it. Jurgen gave him a rather pleasant nod. He'll have a whiskey with ice, no ginger ale. I'll take care of the doctor.

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