Just like Frankie and Johnny

By Jerry Vilhotti

The words "horses and ponies" had been Tina of the Troy's magic that had her four children begin their steps toward the big foreboding iron door which opened up to many bewildered expressions of all the discarded suffer the little children peering out at them from heavily barred windows.

These very same expressions eight year old Larry, six year old Clara, five year old Danny and three year old Michael would be wearing after a few weeks; wondering what wrong they had done to bring them to the New Haven Saint Apartheid Orphanage which stood like a grotesque sore beneath the shadows of the prestigious University nearby which was the very first Taliban-like institution among the Fatherland's colonies to be a founder of another of the hundreds of secret societies molded by the elite called "Skull and Bones" to keep the "riffraff" in place; warding off any social ideas to come to birth which might have made the world of the living become closer to Heaven instead of a step away from Hell ....

After Tina's second divorce, Al - her first husband took her away from an accusing mother who constantly stood between her and her father ...a thunder blast accompanied by lightening were his wife's words: "What are you doing? That's your flesh and blood! What are you doing animal--visitor of sheep pens?" She threw a chunk of bread at him. He peed out of his nose and defecated from his mouth as he stammered - looking as awkward as the man who had fallen from the thirtieth floor of the Empire State Building working just forty feet away from him.

"What? What? The leaf falling? That was only a damn accident!" He called his hand a leaf and the touching of Tina's firm shapely ass a falling. The thunder and lightening continued forcing him to slam his wine glass to the floor; shattering it into many pieces that became icebergs growing from the linoleum ... he was sitting upon one of the shards as a little girl who was beginning to show breasts with a "behind" that was taking on a sensuous shape took a seat way high up onto his lap. She squirmed delicately; moving back and forth as she reached for real or imaginary objects. He laughed trying very hard to convince himself his daughter Tina was only two years old but all at once she was the fifteen year old girl he had leafed at supper; a Tina who resembled at least two actresses whose faces were adorning silver screens throughout the country. Then of a sudden, she became older than he and without thinking he grabbed her ass as she at the very same time was touching him and then held him in both her hands; moving them like an elevator climbing to the sky. On the tallest landing of the then tallest building in the world was where he wrestled the girl-woman gently and lovingly to the concrete slab that was glowing inside a deep purple heat the size of a large red-orange flame. The father always awoke before he landed on Thirty-fourth street which was shrouded in colors of lavender white and a deeper lavender ....

Al returned to Burywater from strange strange California that thought it was the showcase state for the Divided States of Globe; got married, to spite Tina, and then moved in with her; giving her his disability check and whatever winnings he would get on his two dollar horse bets from the ten dollar allowance Tina would give him and to make sure every dollar stretched big she would buy the kids margarine while she had butter and she would eat the highest priced beef while Al and the children ate cheap beef as drank wine and the kids and Al cool aid.

"I died on the operating table and Christ came to me telling me He would show me the way to make millions in antiques and all I would have to do was help all the crippled children in the world," Al would tell this to all the five children bearing his last name and even the two sons Tina had during her second marriage. It was his way to say how sorry he felt for his marriage dying and they being placed in the stomach of that orphanage for two years or so where they forgot they were brothers and sister.

Al made them all laugh when he would tell them that when he ever made his first million he would give half to Tina and she would have put then deep inside her mouth, between her breasts and some between her legs and then he would have wrestled all the money back from her - and laugh at her shocked expression! The near adult children would think Al's crying was part of his pseudo laughing.

Al would die during his last open-heart surgery. Al was fifty-two years old. END 1-30-07

(C)opyright 2007 Jerry Vilhotti All Rights Reserved

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