As Cash Swanson went through the ravenous change of chicken french, all his senses were at first on exquisite alert before being blunted by oversatisfaction.
The meal looked great, smelled better and tasted even better yet. Cash wished that he could hold the chicken up to his ear so that he could hear the food although he was kinda afraid that he would hear the shriek of the fowl.
By the fourth helping guilt, heartburn and saturation had dulled his senses to the point of exhaustion. Conversation beyond yummy sounds and burps had come to a conclusion but still lingered, unresolved, in the back of his mind.
The conversation had begun as it usually did with baseball before cascading off into the safe zone of obvious personal observation.
“I got to get rid of my wallet”, Cash announced.
“Yeah, that thing you carry around is a disgrace with all the weird stuff you keep in it”, Patti observed. “Why don’t you start using the wallet my mother gave you?”
The wallet that Patti’s mother gave to Cash was perpetually stashed in the top drawer of his dresser. He was always afraid to throw it out as he suspected that a day like this would eventually come.
The wallet had been in the drawer for at least thirty years and God knows how long Ellen (Patti’s Mom) had kept the thing in her drawer.
“You want to talk about weird shit in a wallet,” Cash teased “that wallet still has pictures in it.”
“All new wallets come with pictures. You just throw them out and put in your own stuff,” Patti pointed out.
“Yeah,” agreed Ted sorta “but have you ever checked out the pictures in this wallet?”
“No, why would I?”
“The pictures are of Allan Ladd and Virginia Mayo, “ announced Cash. “They were stars in the late 1940′s.”
“ That’s about the time Mom moved up here from Memphis. Maybe she gave it to my father who kept it in his drawer,” Patti concluded “until she took it out of his and put it in her drawer until she decided to give it to you.”
The rest of the conversation was kind of a blur as the chicken French took hold but the seed was planted.
The wallet was in the drawer.