GOOD OL' MISSISSIPPI

Today we drove straight through Mississppi, and boy did that bring back memories. It has been so long since the last time Ah have been anywhere near here. It was 'round dinner time so when we saw a lil coffee shop still standin' we went ta check it out and see if it was alright. It reminded meh of that ol' coffee shop in Chicago long time ago, before Ah headed ta Canada. But this place was a lil more homey, probably 'cause of it bein' in Mississippi. It's funny how after everythin' everythin' is always the same out here. We sit down and a lady brings us coffee and a'couple of sandwiches but Ah notice that she's been starin' at Remy. Not like he's a mutant, but more like checkin' him out and he just smiles and nods like this happens ta him all the time.

"So, what kind person were ya'll before this whole mess started sugah?"

"Remy don't change for nobody."

"Oh really?"

"Oui. Life is like a good game a'cards chere. Ya win some ya lose some."

"So ya'll admittin' ya lose."

"Non. Remy has before, but know he knows better and he knows how ta play the game much better."

"Cards or life?"

"Take ya pick."

"Guess Ah've been gettin' bad hands then, huh?"

"Wouldn't say that chere, ya here with Remy." Ah hate that smirk. Ah just wanna wipe it clear off'a his face.

"Oh yes, Ah just couldn't live without Remy. Ah hold mah breath everytime ya leave the room just waitin' for ya'll ta come back." Mah voice was just drippin' with sarcasm while Ah thicken that southern accent of mine.

"Oh chere, why ya wound Remy so." As he put a hand over his heart and fakes a painful look.

"Well if ya'll got a problem with meh, Ah'm pretty sure one of the ladies of this fine establishment would just love ta take mah place." She must have overheard this 'cause she was starrin' intently at Remy awaitin' his decision. He winks at her and she blushes, then he takes mah hand and tells meh, "How could anyone take your place, chere." Then that smirk somehow looks like it got real wicked. That's it. Ah leaned in and moved mah face a few inches away from his. "Ya'll think ya can wrap meh 'round ya'll finger like that, ya'll dead wrong." Ah snapped and Ah pulled mah hand back.

"Whenever ya'll through with whatever it is ya'll up ta, Ah'll meet ya in the car." Then Ah turn and start ta walk away. Over mah shoulder Ah let him know, "But Ah ain't waitin' very long swamp rat." and storm out the door. Ah leaned against the car and crossed mah arms. Ah timed him, he was came out of that coffee shop in 10.2 seconds after Ah had made it ta the car.

"What was all that about?"

"Don't mess with meh Cajun, Ah ain't got no time for games."

"Ya got a lot ta learn about life than femme."

"No Ah don't! Ya'll don't get it, life ain't no game, and Ah got 'nough problems right now. Ya'll don't have ta be serious all the time, but ya don't mess with people. Ah ain't some object Remy, Ah'm a woman. So was that lady in there and Ah know ya'll were messin' with her emotions."

"Non. I-"

"No, ya gonna let meh finish. Ah know it wasn't with ya'll powers, but ya did it just the same. Some sick twisted game ya'll got there."

"Je regrete."

Then we got inta the car and headed for the highway.

"So is that who ya'll were?"

"Like Remy said, he don't change fer nothing."

"So ya'll not just a thief-"

"Master thief."

"Whatever, Prince Remy." He smiled even though he had ta hear the sarcasm.

"Ya'll are a womanizin' thief who speaks in the third person and comes from a long line of annoyin' swamp rats." His face had that same serious expression that he had this mornin'.

"You think Remy's annoyin'?" Ah smiled and looked away. It was all Ah could do ta stop mahself from laughin' uncontrollably.

"What am Ah gonna do with ya Cajun?"

"I got a few ideas chere." There's that smirk again.

"Hmph. Don't ya'll know when ta quit."

"Not when Remy talkin' ta you, chere."

"Remy, wake meh up when we stop. Ah don't think Ah can handle much more of ya'll company right now."

"Reves Doux."