Holy Apostles Soup Kitchen


In Prose, Stories, secrets & dreams, Uncategorized on January 4, 2016 at 6:35 pm



Ezra Sugarbaker was a kid at heart. When he built the Sugarbaker mansion, he had a few add-ons, like a revolving door, a sliding wall, fake fireplaces, and for himself, a dumbwaiter. The first set of changes was for children he entertains at Christmas, Easter, or whenever else he feels like having kids over. When he got sick, he closed up all those features, except for the dumb-waiter.

By the way, do you know the use of a dumbwaiter? It’s an elevator-like appliance that goes from the kitchen to the floor above. Most rich houses have one, so that your meals can be served in bed, rather than going downstairs.

Leticia was the housekeeper who took care of Ezra. Let me tell you how Leticia came to work for the Sugarbakers. She worked for a bed-and-breakfast in Cootersville. When Ezra and Rose were on a trip, they saw her, liked her, and hired her on the spot. She has been with them for years.

The reason I’m telling you this is because of secrets. When Anthony heard what Mee Mee said, he called Iris, and the conversation was overheard by Dulcinanea and Prudence, the two downstairs maids, who were washing the the dishes in the kitchen.

Let me tell you how this is possible. After Ezra’s death, Rose closed off the dumbwaiter, made bookshelves, and turned that area into a bedroom for her daughter when she came home from college. But in the kitchen she added a one-way intercom, so she can listen to the conversations her daughter is having in the room. That’s the room Anthony is staying in.

So Dulcinanea said to Prudence, , “Did you hear that he is talking to some woman named Iris?”

Then Prudence said, “That’s that Tibido woman. I was at the dinner tonight, and he was talking about Miss Mee Mee.”

Then Dulcinanea said, “We have to tell Leticia what we heard.”

Anthony is still talking to Iris. “Look, Iris, I am not going to jeopardize a good thing I got going here, because you want to continue some feud. Hello? Hello? Hello?” She’d hung up.

Dulcinanea said, “We’d better call Leticia and tell her what we heard. I tell you, some secrets, like this one, must be told.”

by George Cousins


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