Chapter Six
There was some non-deep water in the city.
The homeless people were being dragged away from the water fire. Shelby headed to Bert's Pizza Parlor. She opened the door. She smiled. 'I like two large Mexican pizzas with hot chili, two garlic breads, and a bottle of Coke. And water too, please. Name is Shelby Harrow', she said.
'$15.99', Bert said.
She gave him a $20.00 note.
'Keep the tip', Shelby said.240Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkjNVgxNAZE
Bert smiled.
'Good for business, Shelby. America is damned'.
'Yeah, and I have to eat tonight. The rain is terrible. They have the Military going around like they own the city'.
'No. Wait here. Fifteen minutes. Okay'.
'Okay', Shelby said.
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