Fever There was no sound around him, only an array of city sounds danced out of step through one of the suites window. Open high leaping in late morning sun and noise. He liked it that way; an open window here and there as air-condition fought with the hot summer air.....At times when he awoke hed heard the kook of pigeons high stepping on the carpet. He laid there a smile, knowing when hell enter that large room theyll fly, some feathers will be left floating down.....But today, Tuesday theres no broad with him NO broad today to jump at the gray birds when surprised. He throws his legs over the side of the bed…thinks… knows; if not some woman now.....later. When they fly, he follows the flapping of their wings, stands at the window.....shes there already sunning, naked on the piece of tar roof. She climbs right out of her apartment window across the street and up a ways. She doesnt care who sees, she smiles at all and he loves her for it. Loves her because he doesnt know her, doesnt want to, even her name. Its all part of his fast city life. Better to leave it as it is; just aware of a blonde beauty, naked sunning. Its his breakfast; to go to the window say, hey, she turns, waves and continues stretching out on the lounge chair..... Hey”! Hes there now, foam on his face showing; looking at himself and her through the upper window glass. Her breasts bounce, shes laughing across the way. What a town..... grins, continues with the razor and the sentence to himself, a handsome Italian. James decided on some fresh fruit and a couple of videos on his way back to the hotel after his workout. The small hotel hes been using through a connection on the East side. With the same fruit under one arm and the movies under the other, James bobs and weaves through the after five walking traffic. Crossing 48th, he sees blue flashing lights, a cop car, an ambulance, yet no sirens. When he enters the suite, that window still open, he thought hed seen the birds.....there are none. Passing the window shes there, the blonde. Naked, her legs and arms twisted, blood, lots of blood around her skull. They are taking pictures of her there lying between parked cars. James looks over at the empty lounge chair, down again.....Slowly he pops in a movie; Lawrence of Arabia..... sits quietly and watches. The cold water feels good after his hot shower. James stands there letting his heart race. Oh well, New York, he moves to the phone as gold; the lights of night watch him through the suites window. Yeah, Luther, James, have my limo ready and sent one up in an hour, be all night, maybe the Hamptons too.....Yeah you got it pal, James hung up. After laying on the deep soft sofa a bit, he decided to get dressed. Picks up a black suit, starts. In a while James hears Luther’s key into the suite, he hears Luthers voice and a females, also wheels from the cart with the champagne.....James tries to smile hearing the cork pop up as hes tying the tie, but he cant, he thinks of the blonde. Did she jump or, or, who knows in this town? He hears Luther say good-bye to her, hears her cough. Hi..... he finally steps out of the bedroom. Shes there, a pretty strawberry blonde in a light blue summer dress, the champagne glass in her hand. Names James..... he shook her free hand.....Sally, I understand its dinner, all night and ..... Yes, maybe well helicopter to the Hamptons, James sees shes brought a small overnight bag and wonders what agency Luther got her from or was Luther working her himself? James decided to take care of business at dinner. Manny and his cousin are there with their dates. The men talked low and girls higher about this and that, Sally coughed though. Later at the La Rott, Sally tried her best to keep up. The dancing, the talk, her looks for James.....But she coughed, so much so, she excused herself many times, the ladys room her only escape. Her eyes followed up and down as the limo moved along. Sally rode by herself, music played, but she only looked at ill gray buildings after tall buildings heading back to Jamess suite. All believed it best, she wasnt feeling well. James entered very late, dawn silent and waiting very near. She was there in bed, he saw her clothes aligned on a high-backed chair. Quietly he sat on the bed, slowly he drew the covers back, stared. Sally was lovely, yet she glistened. He felt her, she moaned.....he reached for the phone, the right connection. Hey Doc, this is Jimmy, can you get over here fast.....yes now! Someone’s sick, I think bad.....yeah, yeah, youll get your money..... James hung up, pulled the covers over her.....she moaned. The bar was somewhat crowded, bay windows were its walls. James sat there with his feet up, alone and drinking champagne. Theres nothing like a spot across from Bloomingdales on a New York afternoon just watching the women pass by. Its been five days, he hasnt been there yet, but Doc wanted cash for the hospital bill, lots of cash. Shes up there on a high floor. They said her lungs were filling up, in a few more hours shed be gone. And why he split her pimps head. An hour later, maybe it was guilt of some sort or just curiosity after laying out seven grand; his loafers clicked along the hall.....He stared at the rooms number and entered slowly.....She was asleep, she looked so young. He was going to leave but she sat. In time.....Sally awoke, her eyes grew, and she sat up more. Hi..... Hi, he answered back. I called my family, theyll be here today, I..... Family.....? Yes, Im from California, I ran away. Im nineteen and Ive been on the street; well you know, and..... I know you look better, are you going home? Yes, I almost died, thank God theres nothing else wrong with me. My parents are rich, oil, theyll see you get..... I didnt come for that, as long as youre..... Who are you, I mean, youre how they say a New Yorker, you know a fast guy and you saved me. Well, enough of that..... James sat on the bed, touched her face. Go home, live a good life Sally, whatever your name is. Sally Dicton, from..... James only kissed her gently......After they stared into each other’s eyes. Ill never see you again.....? He slowly shook his head no.....ending with another kiss..... By: George Martorano Copyright: 12973 3/7/14
Posted on: Sun, 09 Mar 2014 00:51:35 +0000
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