red moon over west virginia - 22. pixie's problem

by jeremy witherington

part 22 of 36

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when pixie got off the phone with gerald, she thought of calling chuck, her real fancy man. she usually called chuck whenever she had a problem, or wanted to talk to somebody about anything. but she decided to wait until she met with gerald. gerald’s call had slightly bewildered her. she had had a hard time understanding what he was saying. he seemed to be saying that his grandmother, or aunt or whatever she was, was … doing what exactly? “cutting him off.” but what did that mean? cutting what off from what? gerald was rich. he had all the money in the world. everybody in the world was either rich, like gerald and his grandmother, or poor, like real people like pixie and chuck. just like animals were either cats or dogs. a rich person could not become a poor person any more than a cat could become a dog. and a poor person, like trixie, could never become rich. well, maybe if they became a movie star or a pop star or something. maybe. but trixie was not going to be a movie star, and neither was chuck. but otherwise, no matter how much money a poor person managed to scam or scheme out of the rich bastards who ruled the world, it would never be enough, never be enough to make up to the poor person for all the grief they had to put up with from the day they were born. so what was stupid gerald whining and whimpering about like a little baby? pixie decided not to keep gerald waiting but just to go and see him and get it over with. she got up off her couch and did a hundred pushups and a hundred situps like she always did before she went out, to keep her girlish figure in fighting trim. then just as she put her hat and coat on, her phone vibrated. it was chuck. next