Phone Call from Lucia

 

Lucia finally called me at a decent time, so we could have more than a 3-minute conversation, as I’m not too talkative at 3 am when she usually calls. She sounded wonderful; very happy, and dare I say, like she’s in love. Good for her, as the last guy she was involved with was a bit of a nimrod.
She spoke glowingly of Gaspard taking her shopping, so she’d have appropriate clothes and accessories to go to the casinos in Monaco and the Riviera. “I don’t have to look at price tags, D’arcy…never. No more Payless or DSW shoes, no more Marshall’s for clothes and purses…I’m still not used to it. He’s so good to me, really.”
I told her how happy I was for her, and that she was sorely missed at Blanche’s.
“Everyone asks about you, Lu…Dusty was waxing poetic how it was like a real-life Cinderella story, or as she put it, Pretty Woman without the whole hooker thing.”
Lu laughed…then told me how she was learning to gamble, and not at the nickel slots. “I’m learning to play Baccarat…can you believe it? Every time I hear them saying banquo, banquo, I have to fight the urge to yell “YAHZEE!”
Lu…you can take the girl out of Jersey, but you’ll never take Jersey entirely out of the girl. Maybe that’s what Gaspard finds charming?

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About D'arcy

D'arcy grew up on an estate in upstate New York, surrounded by staff, with mostly absentee parents. Left to her own devices, she shunned school, read voraciously, and collected animals, first-edition volumes of her favorite books, and occasionally men. D'arcy recently moved out of her apartment on the UES of NYC with her cavachon pup, Aramis, and is currently living at her late parents estate while deciding on where to put down roots. The best way to get on her good side is to have a sense of humor, not take yourself too seriously, and be kind in general. Irritate her, and you'll be greeted with a laser look and a tongue lashing for the ages, and not the good kind.

6 Replies to “Phone Call from Lucia”

  1. Blanche on said:

    Lu’s learning Baccarat??
    She can’t even decide on a hair color. 😉

    • You shut up, Blanche. At least I have a man.
      You’re still running around with that gimpy-assed Roy.

  2. DavidMartin2323 on said:

    I’m so happy for Lucia.

    I am sure Gaspard is a fine man.

    But…GASPARD?!?

    Oh well. My wife named her new puppy “Nigel”. I was hoping for ‘Cujo’, but I rarely get what I want, naming-wise.

    Nevertheless, I am very glad for her and Gaspy.

    That’s my new name for him…Gaspy.

    I CAN’T FOLLOW YOUR RULES, MAN!

    • He seems to love her, even with all her rough edges. I think she’s unlike anyone he’s ever met. She’s unlike anyone I ever knew before,
      But if she shows up in the Pub or the Roadhouse, do not call him “Gaspy” or you may be gasping for air.

      • Damned right!
        (I’m rough around the edges?)

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