Viper

Mind Made Up

WARNING - STRONG LANGUAGE

Clyde took David back home at around two. By the time they got to the neighborhood it was closer to four.

"Thanks for the ride," said David.

"No problem. Thank you for the visit. I'll think about what we talked and I'll hit you up. No need to come all the way to the shop especially in the bus. You gonna check out that arm of yours?" asked Clyde.

"Yeah, I'll have to go tomorrow and make an appointment and see if they take my military card. If not then I'll have to pay out of pocket," said David.

"Nonsense, here go to see this doctor. Her name is doctor Kamila. Tell her I sent you. She'll help you out," said Clyde handing David a card.

"Listen, if it seems you are going to be around, are you interested in a job? I could use some help," offered Clyde.

"Sure, thanks I could use the work," said David happily.

"Okay. Let's start next week. That'll give you some time to rest. I'll come pick you up bright and early Monday morning. How's that sound?" said Clyde.

"Sounds good to me. Thanks. I'll be here," replied David seemingly having made up his mind. Not so clear was if Clyde had made up his mind about David working with him on his side project.

"It's just a job though. It's nothing else," said Clyde hoping to set the record straight should there be any misunderstanding.

"Yes, just a job," said David.

"Good then. Rest up, say hello to your grandma and we'll keep in touch," said Clyde.

As he was getting ready to leave, Cheeto happened to be walking by.

"Hey brotha! Capt'n told me you was heading out to the docks this morning. Why didn't you tell me? I'd a given you lift. That shits far que-no (isn't it)?" he said greeting David.

"Oh hey Mr. Johnson, how you doing?" asked Cheeto once he saw Clyde was there as well.

"Cheeto, I'm good. Haven't seen you since you stopped working for me last year," said Clyde greeting Cheeto.

"Yeah, yeah. How's Cindy doing?" asked Cheeto timidly.

"Oh, she's Okay. Her hair grew out nicely, so she's doing better," said Clyde as he turned on his car.

"That's good, that's good. Say hi to her for me," said Cheeto.

"Eh, maybe next time. She's still getting over her car and the forklift incident. Give her some time. She'll get over it I'm sure," replied Clyde.

"Oh yeah. No, for sure. Next time then," said Cheeto as Clyde waved.

"Yes, next time. Stay out of trouble boys!" said Clyde speed off.

David was left with a look of puzzlement at the conversation that just took place before him.

"What happened to Cindy's hair? And what did he mean about the car and forklift incident?" asked David.

"Oh. I kind of burned her hair," said Cheeto bashfully.

"You burned her hair?"

"Not all of it! Just a chunk of it."

"And what did he mean with the car and forklift incident?" asked David.

"Nothing the insurance wasn't going to cover," Cheeto replied.

"So you went to see Clyde at his gig? He hook you up for a job or something?" asked Cheeto not aware of any other reason for why David would have got to see Clyde.