I PLAN TO STAB...
...the next woman I see wearing red horn-rimmed glasses
Paragraph(s) of the day from A Different Closet
Keith’s Chevette ran well as he drove to SAGA Midwest on this cool and diamond-bright morning. He stopped two blocks from Karen’s house at a convenience store for gas, walked in and turned to the clerk, a tall and skinny teenage boy. Keith had seen him there dozens of times.
“I’d like five dollars worth. I’m at pump...” He looked through the glass toward his car.“...heck, I don’t know. It’s the yellow Chevette.”
“OK, five bucks on six,” the clerk said. He looked up from the register as Keith handed him five one-dollar bills. “Hey, you’re Keith Ingram, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
“I knew that. I knew I’d seen you here. I saw you on The Today Show yesterday.” Keith had seen this boy’s look on the faces of children at games when they met their sports heroes. “I mean, we were all in here going, ‘Hey, that’s the guy that buys Milwaukee’s Best.’ We all thought you and Carmichael were great.”
Keith entered the SAGA office mindful of the clerk’s attention. He shared the story with Green. “My fame has now reached, what, eight days.”
“I believe it will continue to serve you,” Green said. “My hope, of course, is that it begins to serve us.”
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