Tag: motel

• Down And Out In Dillon / A Fictional Respite

  Only the lonely (dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Know the way I feel tonight (ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah) Only the lonely (dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) Know this feeling ain’t right (dum-dumb-dummy doo-wah) –Roy Orbison “Only The Lonely” The waitress at the Steak and BBQ joint had the eyes of a girl scout.  They were fill with enough innocence to…

  patrickjegan

  October 26, 2015

  Alternate Endings, Blogging, Creativity, Fictional Personal History, humor, Melancholy Thoughts, Objects of Beauty, satire, Short Fiction, Travels

  abandonment, bartender, BBQ restaurants, motel, south carolina, waitress, wife