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

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iefly present him with her Automatic Smile. Her eyes then<br />

return to the check writing infinity that looms before her and lose<br />

focus as her mind wanders to a nostalgia for nectarines and how<br />

nice it’ll be when it stops raining and how much booze did Old<br />

Blue Hair have to drink to get a nose like that?<br />

Old Blue Hair ultimately triumphs over her check. With<br />

fingers that look like root vegetables she rips it from the book and<br />

shoves it across to Robyn/Supervisor who, returning from her<br />

interior musings, taps a key on the register. When the drawer<br />

clicks open, she slides the check under the twenties then bounces<br />

it closed with her polyestered hip.<br />

Now Old Blue Hair has to put her checkbook away.<br />

This is a difficult and complicated business, <strong>one</strong> that makes<br />

Roy’s changing music tapes seem trivial by comparison. Robyn’s<br />

bored, aqua eyes slide once again to Roy, then over him, then<br />

beyond him and onto the rest of the endless line of customers,<br />

ultimately to return to the slow-motion checkbook disappearing<br />

act.<br />

Robyn/Supervisor is desperate to get through her shift so<br />

she can go home, burn <strong>one</strong>, and pleasure herself with her new,<br />

eighty-seven dollar vibrator.<br />

“OK.” Old Blue Hair says this conclusively, her wallet now<br />

buried in the vastness of her enormous orange bag. “We’ll see<br />

you next week, hon.”<br />

The wizened bagger tugs on her forelock and pushes the<br />

creaking cart after old wattle woman who may still to this day be<br />

looking for her 1989 white Cadillac DeVille with 29,347 h<strong>one</strong>stto-God<br />

original miles on its odometer.<br />

Roy never unloads his basket. Since he refuses to use the little<br />

plastic dividers the store provides—as if your food’s got cooties—<br />

he never unloads his basket.<br />

Robyn, the taste of maryjane already on her tongue, a buzz<br />

already between her legs, unloads his basket for him.<br />

“Did you find everything you need today?”<br />

There are so many ways to answer this question, Roy doesn’t<br />

know where to begin.<br />

How he wishes his tunes were in his ears.<br />

0 ROY ROGERS <strong>IN</strong> <strong>THE</strong> 21ST CENTURY

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