For a supposedly moral town they sure had a lot of empty boxes in the alley behind the store every week.Sylvia's mother said Sylvia couldn't come to t...e phone because of the broken arm and the headaches resulting from the fall down the stairs. My sister asked if she could visit. Grace hung up the phone and split. "David? C'mon."Ricky, Gloria and Sylvia lived on the far side of my block and it was quicker to go 'overland' than take the sidewalk. Besides, we'd have to go out our backdoor and down. Pantone no doubt had a knife. I had Bling Sting and my .40 in the top of my shoulder bag. Real estate transactions can be tricky.Pantone, still frowning to let us know he was a serious cat, signed.Harold signed.Gertie kept the original, gave each pimp a copy to double-check. Then took the copies back, “I’ll keep them here in my safe. Nobody else’s business.”Pantone didn’t argue, Harold wouldn’t.Pantone had agreed to rent all 12 apartments in the Gondolier Apartment building. That Harold had. He didn’t remember setting up a date with Suzie.“It is Friday night,” his mother answered as if that explained everything.“So?”“Everyone knows that Friday night is date night,” she said.“I didn’t ask her out,” Sean said.His mother snorted and said, “Of course you didn’t, I did.”“Oh. Where am I taking her on this date?” Sean asked.“To dinner at the Surf and Turf,” his mother answered.“That’s nice of me. I must have put a lot of thought into it,” Sean said.“You did,” his mother said, “Now go take. She needed no eye or brow makeup. Being so ravenly black, it all came natural to her. He took her hand to examine her red polished nails. Perfect! Her long fingers were the reason that made her such an accomplished pianist and harpist. "You're just as stunning as the day I left for the war." Thank you," Grace smiled broadly. "Get in the automobile. Stan will take us to Del Monicos for lunch and we can catch up there." You look good, Frank," she said as soon as they were settled in the back seat.