Three Word Wednesday Accident, Loyal, Obscene
They were at the next table. Two couples out for a little Italiano. The guys? Forgettable. Looking like ex-high school football players, already showing the blurry future lines of a middle-aged paunch . Glory days over, reality setting in, cocky smiles gone. The girls used to line up waiting to cheer for them as they got off the bus. Cheerleaders and small town princess wanna-be’s hanging on every word they said.
The tables have turned now and the rules have changed. They defer to the ladies. Tight jeans and Nikes have given way to spike heels and a taste for the expensive. Khaki Dockers, starched and pressed western shirt, is with the taller brunette. She has it all together. Dressed all in black, she flips her hair back and smiles up at the waitress, talking just a little too loud. Khaki squenches up his eyes just the tiniest bit at the volume. He is trying to be loyal to her but this obnoxious act is wearing thin.
Sunday jeans and cowboy boots is with the tiny one. She had light brown hair pulled back into a clip, gold dangly earrings, innocent eyes. He has the big goofy grin like he just can’t believe his good fortune. She is going out with HIM! Neither of them are having to say much. Loud brunette girl is taking care of the conversation which is a relief to him. Someone should throw a flag on the field for that play.
A lady with frosted big hair finished slurping her spaghetti and stood up to move around to a little keyboard. She seated herself and thumbed through her music book and started playing Christmas songs, the half time show.
The waitress has seated them and for a moment I was busy with my own meal. When I looked up again, they were in the midst of ordering and little quiet girl is sitting with her back to me. Her dress has a scoop neck back and the skin showing above the neckline is tattooed with angel wings. I noticed this as I clearly heard her ask the waitress why they do not sell alcohol here. Cowboy boots is still grinning his obscene grin. The waitress tells her they can bring their own and cowboy boots and khaki pants almost knock one another over trying to get out the door to bring her what she desires. Crowd roars and horn blows, they’re going in for a touchdown. Hoping to make the ladies happy. Khaki hoping to shut the brunette up. Cowboy boots hoping he will get a peek at more than angel wings tonight.
Homecoming queens and kings in a northeast Texas town. The new Friday night lights.