Ciudad Juárez (Mexico) -- Fiction; El Paso (Tex.) -- Fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
"Paper says that some old boy down below the border is sore because he
ain't President, and is gathering troops back in the mountains to start
a little revolution."
"That ain't nothing new," said Evelyn, "That's in every day's paper."
"I'll bet it's something awful down here when a revolution does start,"
mused Pearl.
"Awful is right--awfullest laugh in the country," answered Evelyn.
"Have you and Big Boy ever been down here when one started?"
"I'll say," answered Evelyn, as she sipped her coffee. "I was over in
Juarez when the last one started."
"It must be awful, all those guns."
"Yeah--the only kind of guns these Mex wars are fought with is Gonorrhea
Guns."
"Listen, honey," said Big Boy, "What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?"
"Nothing--why?" asked Pearl.
"Well, I won't be able to see you tonight, I've some business to attend
to, but tomorrow afternoon I thought you might like to go swimming some
place."
"Oh--I would--wouldn't you, Ev?"
"I would not. I hate water, even for swimming, but that don't stop you
two from going and having a good time."
"Well, I'll be seeing you, tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock, at your
room, baby," as he picked up the checks and started for the door.
"Are you sure it's swimming he wants to meet you for?" asked Evelyn,
with a mouth full of eggs.
"I don't know, Ev--I can't figure it. I've never been in love before,
and I don't know what it's like, but I think this is the real thing."
"You mean with Big Boy?" exclaimed Evelyn.
"No--no--no--Ev, honey, I mean Harry Hicks. When that kid took me in his
arms last night out on that mountain, I went hook, line and sinker, and
I don't know how to handle it."
"I'm sorry, Pearl, yet I'm happy--but there's only one thing can come
from it, and that's--trouble--, but you got to expect that. You see, for
every bit of fun you have in this racket, you have twice as much
trouble, so my motto is--laugh, as long as you can, and take the rest of
it with a grain of salt, so if you love Harry--you go right ahead--let
nothing stand in the way--make it grand while it lasts--then when it's
over, you will have something to remember, and nothing can take that
from you."
"Come on, Ev, let's get going. It's early, but let's go on over to
Juarez and have a few snorts, what do you say?"
"When you mention drinks, you're talking right up my alley."
Evelyn and Pearl strolled out of the Coffee Shoppe, and down South El
Paso Street, across in front of the Paso Del Norte Hotel, to wait for
the Juarez car.
"My God, what you all doing standing here, not saying a word?" came a
voice from behind them.
"Why, hello, Mickey," said Evelyn, as she turned and saw who it was.
"Hello, Mickey," said Pearl.
"Say, listen, you kids--got any dates for tonight?" asked Mickey.
"I ain't," said Evelyn. "Have you, Pearl?"
"I haven't."
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