The Port Authority bird waited at Gate 17, as I too waited at Gate 17 for the bus from Providence with the Mouse Child, my nice niece, who visited for less than 24 hours. The French Connection. (Maybe I should call her l'enfant souris? Mon francais not too good.) Now today I follow the bird and mouse on their northward journey, arriving just in time for Someone's two-and-a-half birthday tomorrow.
Excuse me. Are you sure this is not a train station and the nice niece (French Connection) did not have to run outside, commandeer a '71 Lemans 4-door, and chase down a bad guy on The El?
ReplyDeleteDo we know for sure that the NN, at the end of the run, did not have to pull an S&W snubby out of her waistcoat and drill the perp with a hot .38 Special?
I think we need more details. Someone get that stool pigeon over here.
Actually the NN is a crack shot with the trophies to prove it. . .
ReplyDeletePigeon near the glass, alas
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