The Price of Beauty in Strawberry Land
Planes, Trains and Automobiles
Liz had to work a noon flight to London, so she dropped me off at my car on her way back to Memphis. The old Ford looked lonely sitting in that field all by herself – I had left her all night. It worked out best to ride with Liz and her Corvette – she didn’t like my car anyway.
When I got back to Chief’s the breakfast crowd was heavy – this was a Saturday morning in a small town. I waved at Nickie and took a stool at the end of the bar – hoping she had some messages for me.
“Jack and Coke, Mr. Reno?” she asked grinning.
“Tell you what. Just hold that thought and bring me some coffee – I’ve already had breakfast.” I should have known better than to say that.
“Well, you didn’t have it in…
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