It was raining as I woke up. The smell of summer rain saturated the motel room. As the dark morning light came rushing through the window, I caught a glance of myself in the empty wine bottle next to my bed. Beside the bottle was $350 in 50's. It was gone in a couple minutes as a busty mature woman got dressed and picked up the money. I didn't know who she was so I asked "Who the fuck are you?" She laughed as she said "You don't remember me? Figures. Last night was fun. Thanks for the money." After that, she left.
As I tried to get myself up, my head felt as if it has been hit by a freight train. The bed was soaked in cum I tried harder and harder to figure out who that strange woman was. I then made some coffee to ease my achy head and sat down on the bed. I pondered and came to the conclusion that the woman was probably some slutty hooker I picked up last night. I'm a traveling technical advisor and each time I get to some place new I pick up some cheap hooker for the night. So it was no surprise since I was here in Dallas for the past two days.
After I got dressed and ready to check out the phone rang. It was my mom one the other end. She said, "Hi honey, umm, this is hard but, your father died last night. You better get back up here." I said goodbye and hung up the phone. My eyes burning in fear as I packed up my luggage and check out. I put the suitcases in the trunk of my car and headed home.
Home was in little known town on the Iowa/Minnesota border called Woodwind. I only lived there until I moved to Minneapolis when I was twenty. I'm now 27 and my mom, now a widow still lives there. Without my dad there now my mom is going to be alone everyday. I know she has a fear of being alone and most likely I'm going to have to move back to be with her.
The rain kept hitting the windshield and flying off. It reminded me of all the hookers I've solicited in my past. How I kept lying and cheating on my girlfriend Angela and how life is so precious. As the rain kept coming and going, I thought more and more of my girlfriend back in Minneapolis. I thought about her flowing brown sugar hair, hazel brown eyes, pearlescent teeth, soft plump lips, and her rosy glowing cheeks. My heart started to burn in desire as I then made an oath to never ever lie and cheat on my girlfriend ever again. Right then, the sun broke through the clouds and a rainbow shined to the north. I thought of my dad there as I was driving. Somehow I knew he was there when I made the oath to guide me home and break the clouds to let the sunshine dance throughout the great plains of America.
It was getting late and I was getting tired. It was another 490 miles to Woodwind so I decided to check into a motel room off the interstate in Topeka, Kansas. When I usually check into a motel, it's religion to call up a prostitute. But tonight was different, instead I called up Angela.
"Hello," she answers.
"Hi, it's me," you reply
"Oh, hey, where are you?"
"I'm in Topeka, but listen I gotta tell you something"
"Ok baby, what is it?"
"My father died"
"Oh I'm sorry baby, I wish I could comfort you right now,"
"Yeah me too but all I need you to do is come to the funeral with me in Woodwind. Ok?"
"Yeah sure baby. Anything,"
