Knowing what is the right thing to do, so you can do the right thing, is what being young is all about. In the fifty days we camped together, this was my main lesson I imparted to Irene – with love!
The Royal Janitor
by
John Presco
Copyright 2021
Kwianda Natitude gave her boss a heads up that Louis Spencer was a hunk, and, may hit on her.
“They’re all like that. Every time they get a chance. I’m worried about you. You don’t have much experience in the field. Everything you know comes from that Beatnik you married.”
Kwianda was a ultra-conservative black, but, as cool as can be. She played trombone in a Jazz band, and sang in a choir. She was the BAD Drill Sargent, as well as the executive secretary. It was very entertaining to see Miriam and Kwianda go at it. She was the Cruel Mirror that everyone needed to stay focused, on center. Starfish used her to see the side of herself she did not want to see, but, needed to see. Kwiando went beyond the Kill Zone and rubbed the BAD Wild Cat the…
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