By Jerry Sadowitz; David Britland
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Anya analyzes the situation. The van is intact and the keys within reach. The locked attaché case with cash and identity papers is in the rear compartment. She calculates her chances. In the short run, they 59 I -5 are promising. Then, she remembers the great lesson of her childhood: short-run calculations are usually fucked. Marty pukes on the floor of the van. His beard is now scarlet with blood. Anya moves into the driver’s seat and turns over the ignition. The car starts easily, perfectly. She drives forward.
Hash brown go,” he says. ” the waitress repeats to make sure. ” “Come on,” Clem says. ” The two ranchers rise. ” It’s Pete’s loud voice. “We’re going now,” he explains. Lily doesn’t move. Her eyes search out Anya. Anya stares at the biscuit. Beside it is an open plastic container of strawberry preserves. Strawberries remind her of Ba, the blue china saucer delivered magically to her bed. She doesn’t look up from the biscuit and jam as the girl is pushed out of the booth. “Lily,” the man’s voice has lowered.
He asks. ” Marty says. “Hey,” Clem grabs the check. ” Pete asks him, nodding to Anya. ” “Pretty,” Pete says winking at Anya. ” “Like all you want,” Marty shrugs and orders a cup of coffee. “You didn’t ask for Russian. You ask for Thai. ” “I can see that,” Pete smiles, trying to be friendly. “She looks like a little eggroll. ” “I don’t got girls,” Marty insists. “This girl my cousin and this other Lily girl your friend who friend of boss ask me to pick up in front of warehouse downtown. ” “I want something,” Anya whispers.