Monday, April 19, 2010

Motel 6 #1

There's a Biker's convention in Kerrville. Only one room left at the Motel 6. Harriet thinks the outdoor stairs are funny. Up and down. Up and down. Finally, we get her all the way up. "Is she friendly?" Asks a lady biker, ample bellyed and dressed in her PJ's. She clutches her skinny man to her. Their room is next to ours, and they hang in the open door of their room smoking cigarettes. I wonder if she is the one that handles the bike.

It's raining outside and Harriet stretches out on the King sized bed while we check our email and watch weird, late night cable. It is almost finished, our time with Harriet. We are all a bit melancholy. I wonder if she will remember us years from now. Like those London party boys and Christian the lion in that Youtube clip.

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