His voice rings out, naming the middle-
aged women “Muchachas!”
They giggle as they stand behind
The stainless steel counter
Three sets of brown eyes watching
His covered-in-plaid-shorts-ass
Walk out the swinging door
Quiet laughter and exchanged glances
Before keys jangle against his pelvic bone
Announcing his return
“Gracias!” he sings as Letty,
Frances and Elisabet titter,
Shaking their head and rolling
Their russet eyes after he makes
His final bow, before the return
To the drive through, the
Fryer, the cash register
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© 2012 by Julie Jordan Scott
Julie Jordan Scott has been a Life & Creativity Coach, Writer, Facilitator and Teleclass Leader since 1999. She is also an award winning Actor, Director, Artist and Mother Extraordinaire. She was twice the StoryTelling Slam champion in Bakersfield. She leads Writing Camp with JJS & this Summer will be traveling throughout the US to bring this unique, fun filled creative experience to the people wherever she finds the passion & the interest.
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