Bill of Human Wrongs

After a wild night with her nightmares, Claire was up and running with the new day. She was on her way to meet Bill at the Belga Café, but her thoughts were raging with images of the strange evening at the coffee house.

Minutes after going over the bill item by item, Eve had appeared at their booth. Was she a plant, a scam to throw them off point? What made her most angry was how she’d been drawn to Eve. Did the woman remind her of her sister? And that Conchita woman. The story of that horrible incident. Claire was agitated over the recollections of the event, and those expressions she’d never heard before. Latino Town, townships? What was she saying? Was it from a script, was Eve a hired actor?

To get her mind off her nightmare, Claire had spent time searching for clues on her computer. She’d looked up phrases such as Scarsborough Meadows and the other strange vocabulary she’d heard. She had even tried looking for, missing woman Conchita from Latino Town. She’d found nothing, not one word from Eve’s story had checked out. So why couldn’t she get the woman’s words out of her head?

“Claire, over here.” She saw Bill flagging her down from a table outside the Café.

She felt immediate relief from her coffee house memories, his warm greeting dulling Eve’s disconcerted story. “Bill, this is nice. I’m glad we decided to do this.” Claire’s thoughts were suddenly replaced with the memory of their delicious kiss.