The Trickster Diaries/Chapter 136
The idea that a crazy circle opening with me stealing money from a client, betraying Sandy, hightailing it out to no man’s land, sliding under everybody’s radar to avoid a couple lawsuits, maybe even jail—that this circle was coming to a miraculous, forgiving close, somehow, was preposterous.
Bruce was connected, too, in a strange way, having played in Laura’s band maybe a dozen years ago when he was the nightshift clerk at 7-Eleven, when I was simultaneously making a short film about him getting robbed at gunpoint.
Ha! And to think I’d given him shit about stepping down from the lofty realm of jazz to play in a straight ahead rock band.
And Jones, too, connected—having once been hired by Laura & Co to design and construct a Zen garden at the entrance to The Palms restaurant and bar.
I didn’t think much about it. Instead I thought about how the new house was bigger, cheaper by 100 bucks, about how there was free Wi-Fi, and the water, paid. I thought pragmatically, immediately giving cancellation notice to the electric company, the ISP people, the water district.
Jones: Amigo, this is like the BEST POSSIBLE scenario. You’re paying less—or nothing—for everything. It’s quiet, you’re WAY outside the city so the stars…
Me: Mountains in the distance…
Jones: Wait. What about your A/C?
Me: Yeah. True. There’s only a swamp cooler at the new place.
Jones: Well, listen, find out how much it would be to uninstall, reinstall, then tell Laura it’s hers if she pays the cost.
Me: Jesus, Jones, that’s brilliant.
“$850-ish, the guy I bought it from says,” I tell Laura, who responds:
“OK. Well, go ahead and schedule it.”
So I do.
Sunday, July 9. Laura drops by to pick up her deposit check. She’s way taller than I remember but speaks in that same, soft, bird-like voice I’ve heard sing/chirp so delightfully over the phone.
So, check and receipt written and exchanged, a move-in date of August 3 agreed upon, I ask: “Is there no further paperwork you require, nothing more you need to know about me?”
Laura: No. Melissa told me everything I need to know.