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Day 8 - 167 words - Not a rock, I'm just Ruth
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Day 8 - 167 words
Confessions of a Three Eyed Fag Hag - Chapter 2

I should have been more suspicious. Pavo grabbed my hand and we hurried down the street. There was a sizable crowd growing around Maddy's. I found myself getting dragged up to the front.

"Magic girl!" came the joyful cry. It was Domenic Mateo a.k.a Maddy, the transvestite that made Rainbow Row was it is today. He was head of the neighborhood council when I came and enthusiastically welcomed me to the neighborhood. Two years ago he'd sold the club to Mikki and Jeri and retired down to South Beach where he was happily terrorizing the tourists in a bubble-gum pink golf-cart with rainbow fringe that the neighborhood bought him as going away present. He kissed me on both cheeks "I'm so glad you're here! There's someone I want you to meet."

It was Roger-the-computer-programmer. Maddy's youngest son and the only one of his family who kept in touch with him when, after his wife died, he decided to become himself. Pavo was grinning. I'd been set up.


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meritjubet From: meritjubet Date: November 9th, 2008 02:59 am (UTC) (Link)
Adds a different meaning to a blind date ;) Hee.
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