dawn was breaking over the city.
bunky stood on the corner looking sadly at the side of the building which no longer showed the message “bunky is smiling”.
bunky was crestfallen.
after all the years of being forgotten by his old friend warren hastings, who, since they had last been together, had gone on to become the third richets man in the world, he had thought for one brief shining moment that they might be pals again.
but apparently it was not to be.
why so sad, brad? someone said behind hum.
bunky turned and beheld the aspiring journalist and photographer debbie willis johnson, wearing her trademark ratty fur coat that she had inherited from her grandmother on her mother’s side.
i am sad because life is sad, bunky replied.
that is a good answer.
thank you. i use it all the time.
if you do not my asking, debbie continued, was there something about the building you seemed to be gazing so soulfully at, that particulary attracted your attention?
why do you wish to know? are you some kind of nosey parker?
nosey parker. that is not an expression you hear much nowadays.
i do not keep up with the latest expressions.
be that as it may, in response to your inquiry, i am an aspiring journalist and photographer, and i am always on the lookout for snippets, or even whole multigenerational sagas, oh human interest.
bunky considered debbie’s straightforward assertion .
his whole life flashed before his eyes.
will you buy me a cup of coffee? bunky asked.
yes, i will. i will buy you a donut too, or a danish pastry or a croissant.
thank you. that is very kind of you, bunky replied gallabtly.
just at that moment, harrison walker, mr warren hastings’s personal assistant, arrived at the building.
he was early, as he had been summoned by gorgeous george mathews, mr hasting’s chief of staff, on what george described as a matter of the utmost urgency.
although highly skeptical of george's description, harrison had dutifully arrived on time.
he dismissed the limo driver and headed for the entrance to the building, taking no notice whatsoever of bunky and debbie.
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