It was Hallowe'en. Candi was walking the streets. Matt Cadd found her on the strip working the costumed hordes. He gifted her a couple of Grants. They disappeared in the folds of her mini-skirt.
"What, no 'thanks' for your old pal, doll?"
"It's not my heart that's gold," she said.
Fifty don't get you much, mister.
Giants pour it on
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*SF 9 NYY 1 (6)*
It rained in the Bronx and delayed the contest by half an hour. Then it
rained for the entire game before the umpires finally called it...
1 day ago
2 comments:
Matt Cadd is gold.
Thanks, Nancy. I liked this one, too. One of the most over-used characters in fiction and film is "the prostititute with a heart of gold" and I wanted to have some fun with that. And perfect timing for Hallowe'en: this is Matt Cadd number 13!
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