AZOTUSLAND Chapter Eighty-Four
Maugham walked down Alaskan Way by himself in the cool of the evening. It was bright with soft clouds and the hint of burning wood from some local houses off the main ways came his way and he remembered why he loved this town. He surveyed the restaurant he was about to enter and would enter the next night under different circumstances.
Walking up the two flights of stairs he came into the room and enjoyed it's simple elegance. Dark, simple, a bit of old world mixed with a magificent view of Puget Sound. He ordered a veal cutlet with vegetables and enjoyed a simple Anchor Steam followed by an espresso. It was 8 p.m. when he saw her enter the room and he panicked.
She mercifully walked right past and was seated by the window. Maugham was flumoxed and headed for the kitchen and asked for the manager. She came out and he explained that he had left his attache with his credit cards and ID at the airport and was willing to do dishes if necessary or they could call Jim, his employer and amends could be made.
Graciously, they comped his dinner and he asked if he could leave out the back if that was okay. That raised an eyebrow, but they seemed to believe him anyway.
Out back Maugham cursed himself and took up station down on the pier not far from the front door.
She came out just 30 minutes later and he was surprised. He figured she was doing what he was...casing.
He lifted his coat hood up over his head as she stormed by and he lighted a cigarette looking out at the water. Then he followed her back to her hotel and took note of it then went back and checked in at the Edgewater Hotel.
He called Jim when he got in and Jim was still up reading stories to Matisse in her new bedroom, so he did not talk long. Jim was reading "Only Joking Laughed the Lobster" and Matisse laughed and clapped looking at the small lobster just above her new bed.
Then Jim read her Where The Wild Things Are and Owl Babies as she fell asleep. Then he kissed her sweet cheek and walked over the bridge to the other side and slipped through the door and feel into his own bed and had, for a change, no dreams at all.
Walking up the two flights of stairs he came into the room and enjoyed it's simple elegance. Dark, simple, a bit of old world mixed with a magificent view of Puget Sound. He ordered a veal cutlet with vegetables and enjoyed a simple Anchor Steam followed by an espresso. It was 8 p.m. when he saw her enter the room and he panicked.
She mercifully walked right past and was seated by the window. Maugham was flumoxed and headed for the kitchen and asked for the manager. She came out and he explained that he had left his attache with his credit cards and ID at the airport and was willing to do dishes if necessary or they could call Jim, his employer and amends could be made.
Graciously, they comped his dinner and he asked if he could leave out the back if that was okay. That raised an eyebrow, but they seemed to believe him anyway.
Out back Maugham cursed himself and took up station down on the pier not far from the front door.
She came out just 30 minutes later and he was surprised. He figured she was doing what he was...casing.
He lifted his coat hood up over his head as she stormed by and he lighted a cigarette looking out at the water. Then he followed her back to her hotel and took note of it then went back and checked in at the Edgewater Hotel.
He called Jim when he got in and Jim was still up reading stories to Matisse in her new bedroom, so he did not talk long. Jim was reading "Only Joking Laughed the Lobster" and Matisse laughed and clapped looking at the small lobster just above her new bed.
Then Jim read her Where The Wild Things Are and Owl Babies as she fell asleep. Then he kissed her sweet cheek and walked over the bridge to the other side and slipped through the door and feel into his own bed and had, for a change, no dreams at all.
posted by Obi-Mac BakDon | 2:59 PM
1 Comments:
i was wondering if she would be in the restaraunt too! maug can't underestimate this woman!
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