Three Mouseketeers. Chapter 596.

The Landscaper said, “So, who are your two new friends?”

I told her.

“Did you three dress all in black on purpose or was it just a coincidence?”

I said that I hadn’t noticed. It was not planned.

Happiness loves company.

I told Landscaper that we are not friends, per se, just yet, so much as friendly. We three have working relationships with each other, both separately and apart. It is a triangulated friendship.

Kerrie thought I was with two prostitutes. My friends and I like to mix business with pleasure but not in that way. We are happily gloomy complements to each, all dressed in black.

We are not goth, only serious as we whistle along with the Smiths on the radio.

The music is really good at Liuzza’s-by-the-Track. I did not call ahead. The stars are aligned. A murder of crows does not dress for each other. They are just clever blackbirds.

Now, it is time to talk about something these three mouseketeers discovered. This is like a dream come true for me.

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