volume one IN THE D U D L E Y C L A R K - Ohio Vine Tours

outstretched hand. She has had enough contact with this person.
She slaps it onto the man-made tan countertop and stares
pointedly over his shoulder.
“Next!”
Someone mutters Thank God while Roy scrapes up his change.
A man wearing an umber (brown, to Roy) corduroy jacket
with leather elbow patches and a mauve turtleneck sweater
squeezes beside Roy and gasps—“A triple tall, short and dry, and
a venti Zebra without!”
The blonde girl is gone in a flash, first to wash her hands
vigorously, then to satisfy the needs of this new, cleaner, betterdressed
member of the coffee cognoscenti.
But mostly to get away from Roy.
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