cigarettes and orange slices

so, either james stood us up or we missed him somehow. we left him a note at the sunday breakfast mission in case he's a millionaire and wants to give us $...or if he just wants to grab some lunch. we checked out the friendship house too. no james. but sonny "the blues man" recognized us. he asked how we were doing financially. i wasn't sure how to answer that one. not that great, but way better than you. terry deciphered the code and asked what he needed. "cigarettes." off to the drug store where about $18 can buy you two sandwiches, two sodas, four packages of orange slices, and a pack of extra long menthols. cash only. i conveniently almost never carry cash...thanks, terry. our only request was that he share. he said he always does. i believe him. i think cigarettes and orange slices would make a great title for the book that i'll never write. ohh...there's another good one- the book that i'll never write.