Dusk Country Blues: Part V

Chapters X & XI

X

Off past the buildings, where the machines ones moaned, I found Elsa bathing in puddles. She didn’t see me, and I felt like a pervert though she was fully clothed. She wore a loose flannel shirt, its sleeves rolled up, and tight jean shorts. It was intimate in the way fucking my brother didn’t seem to be.

She sang quietly to herself. It was a song I rec…