I was down at Fat Albert's this morning as soon as they opened at 5 AM. George was standing behind the counter looking asleep.
"What'cha need?" he asked me with that sly grin of his.
"Oh, just a cup of coffee," I replied.
A cup of coffee was all I could afford.
We spent the next hour talking about Rosa. Where she is and how she is doing. She still does occasionally call me.
"She still have her Toyota?" George then asked me.
"Yeap," I replied. "Despite pawning the title twice."
It was freezing cold this morning as I left Fat's to drive home. Maggie greeted me in her usual exuberant way. I miss Rosa sometimes, but I don't miss the emotional games she would play.