I wake up instantly regretting sleeping on the couch. My neck aches and it hurts to sit up a bit. Star comes bright and early to beat the heat of the day. She says it's supposed to get in the middle of ninety degrees. I remember everything from last night, when I walked to the Landlady's house to get Lucy and Cole; I walked through Central Park to dry off a little. Didn't help much because it was night time, but I thought some fresh air could help calm me. I saw a honeysuckle bush and paused as it started moving a little. The bush made me think of Sketch and Davey wanting a third kid. The same thing Ike wants, so I kicked it a little. I wanted to know if the couple was making love but decided to go against it, it wasn't my business either, There was no doubt a couple was there and the funny thing was I knew the voices from somewhere, I was just to mad to think about it so I continued on. My thoughts are interrupted as Star and I head to the harbor. She talks about another great date with Blink. For some reason, she likes dates filled with good conversations while I just like to laugh a lot.
"He wants another can you believe it?" I cut in. She shakes her head, trying not to make me even madder.
"We are leaving," I say, "Lucy will be at the landlady's"
"You can trust me," Ike says in defense.
"Sure," I say sarcastically. I pick up our bundle and see it's a bit bigger today, at least fifty more. Ike whispers something to Star as she nods her head in force, wearing a worried look on her face.
"Fine," she mutters silently as we head out of the door. We walk to the harbor; it's been a long time since I sold here. I take a second to take in the scent. I look for a good headline as I think about my Ike dilemma.
"No good headlines," I mutter, "of course."
"I just made one up and already sold ten." She says.
"Okay, let me make up a headline," I say, taking a few seconds to think of something.
"Birthrate in Manhattan goes up by two percent," I shout, not even realizing it.
"What?" gasps Star, "did you make that up?"
"Of course," I say after I sold twenty papes already in an instant. We run for the park as I say this so we won't get mobbed. I keep shouting random headlines, mixed in with the ones already in the papes.
"Star," I say after a while. "Help me please."
"Sorry, cant ruin my nails Blink paid for." She replies making me puff out a lot.
"You helped this morning, we only have six left," I say.
"You can sell them easily just as you sold the rest," she replies sassily. I am somewhat calm I can stand it.
"You do it." I say, trying to keep calm.
"This isn't working, just sell the dang papes," she says, sassing a smile.
"Fine," I say. I yell another headline selling this.
"Was that so hard?" she asks.
"I'm going home, pay me." I say with tone. She greedily pays me and I am tired when I get home. We didn't beat the heat but that's okay. I go into the house with options. Get a glass of water and slum down in bed to fall asleep or fall asleep and get Ike to bring me a glass of water. For some reason, option two seemed the way to go. He comes in just as in snuggling under the covers. Half asleep as he sets down the glass. He let our fight we had go, so sweet, I think. But that is a matter of my opinion.
