forgot to lock up.”
I wanted to get her mind off tattoos because I really didn’t like the idea of her or anyone sticking needles into their bodies. “I have a better idea,” I said. She gave me a quizzical look, one I’ve seen before on the pretty petite face.
“Better idea then what?”
“Then tattoos...”
I looked around. I even checked the sidewalks outside to make sure no one intended to enter the bank. Then I slowly unbuttoned my jacket, un-tucked my blouse. I twirled my jacket and let it fall to the floor. I went into full on pole dance mode. If there had been a pole there I would have hopped on.
Glendie looked gob smacked.
I carried on.
She glanced nervously around.
I didn’t actually remove my blouse, but unfastened the buttons. I wiggled and swayed and lifted my top to expose my belly. Glendie looked terrified and went white.
I then pulled down the top of my skirt to reveal my navel piercing and the elaborate dangling jewel it held. I anticipated Glendie’s next move. She tried to grab my blouse to cover me up, but I did a little step hop backwards and she missed me.
Speechless, Glendie pointed at my navel jewelry.
“I got it at Maisie's Curio shop. Let's go after work. There's a special.”
“You’re going to get us fired.”
“And that would be a bad thing?” I asked.
“I need my job, Jane. You’ve got three other ones, or, I don’t know how many. I’ve lost count.”
I saw her distress, so I straightened up, a bit.
“Come on, there really is a deal on piercing and navel jewelry at Maisie’s shop.”
“Free piercing? Free jewel? ” she asked, calming down.
“All of the above. All of it free,” I said, trying to sound excited.
She looked like she was considering my offer. She was certainly admiring my navel jewel.
“Watch, easy, peasy,” I said. I pulled the bellybutton piercing out and put it back, all with one hand movement.
Then it was Glendie’s turn to surprise me. She lifted her top.
“Already got one,” she said.
Well, knock me over with a feather. I’d known Glendie awhile and I don’t remember her ever getting a belly piercing. It had to be a recent addition to her repertoire because she tended to be pretty boring in her tastes.
I had to think quickly. I wanted to tap Glendie with the Sun card watch her disappear into it. Then I was going to hide the card from Maisie because I really didn’t like this bank gig and I wanted out.
I figured, no Glendie, no trainer, no need for Jane to learn this stupid job.
“Do you work for Maisie or something?” she asked, sounding suspicious.
I hesitated before answering. “What do you remember about being inside the Sun card?” I asked her. I hadn’t mentioned the card incident since Maisie had released Glendie.
“Inside the Sun card?” she asked. She looked at me like I was crazy. She had no memory of her ordeal.
“Never mind.”
Glendie didn’t seem to recall that she’d been captured and placed back into the cursed tarot deck for a short while. She was here only because I’d bargained with Maisie to let her out. Maisie assured me that once I’d put every major back into the cursed box of cards that I’d get the ‘real’ Glendie back and I’d become my old self again.
“So, do you work for Maisie?” Glendie asked again, a little more emphatic.
“Ah, yeah, sort of. I'm helping her have a sale party. She, we've, invited some of the other businesses in the area. Voo-Toos' owner –”
“Voo-Too’s owner?” she asked, sounding incredulous.
“Well, I didn’t invite him. Maisie did. He’s a body builder, over at the local gym. You know. Hercules.” I did some body builder poses for her. “She’s invited other business too.”
Glendie looked unsure.
“Thanks, but I'm busy after work today. I'm going to a party at Voo-Toos.”
I laughed so loudly that I saw McCarthy look up from his cross word. I tried to make myself look busy. “Sure, Glendie. You got invited to a
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