Fedelta Parte 23: Our Better Angels
Pic by Andrew Fecheyr via Flickr
The halls of the VFW buzzed with activity as old men sprung to life coming and going while they rearranged the room. “Bring in that chalkboard!” ordered a man pointing the way with his cane. A door opened and a beam of angelic light pierced the dark room, making everyone in the room pause to look. Seeing it was just Jimmy, they went straight back to work. “Guess they thought it was the Grim Reaper” joked Amato. His audience however was not appreciative. Sitting right across from him was Cassandra Fenetti, the woman he bailed on less than twelve hours prior. This was his third old geezer joke and like all the others before, all he got was a dead-eye stare.
“Okay Cassie, lay into me. You know you’ve been wanting to.” Again, all he got was silence and a stare. “Go on, tell…
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