The Dumb Girl

by Chatty Philly…

I met her in Topeka.  No, it was Emporia.  No, it was Wichita.  Doesn’t matter.  What I do remember is that I met her in a saloon.

I was working the i35 circuit at the time, making the Kansas tornado run on my way to Oklahoma.  I remember she was standing there up against the bar, just minding her own business.  When I asked her if she wanted a beer, she nodded her head Yes.

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