Comments on 'Fiery Fedora'How long had she sat here before she fell asleep? Ten minutes? Fifteen? Why was he always late?
She had spent the last few nights on the run, so she excused herself those few minutes of slumber.
"Hey," he whispered in her ear. She jolted awake.
"Don't do that!" She admonished groggily. "I hope you have good news."
"Sure. But can we eat first? I'm starving." He beckoned to a waiter. "Two eggs over easy. Coffee for her."
"Don't order for me. I'll have three pancakes with a side of eggs and bacon. Orange juice, too, please."
"Hungry, aren't we, Antonie?" He asked once the waiter had removed himself from the area.
"I'm not going to eat it. The news, Ivan? I'll have to leave in two minutes, leaving you, once again with the check." Antonie grabbed the manila folder from Ivan's hands and walked quickly out the door. She had approximately twelve minutes before a short green car would come screeching down the street for Ivan.
That car would kill him. 2008-05-07T14:21:30Zhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/29560Comment on Fiery Fedora<p>Ooh, nice kind of up and down to it all, like maybe she loves and misses him, or he likes her. Then twist and turn after clever twist. Very nice little ficlet. I love the big breakfast order just to stick him with the check…awesome dig and stunt.<br />LoA</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/29560?basename=607782008-05-07T14:21:30ZTHX 0477http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477