Author: Qryptonyght

Mainland born island woman at heart.
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Tales from the Qrypt – Nicole Prt 3

  I settled myself on my bar stool and looked at Nicole, she seemed quite relaxed despite all of the attention. She stood beside me looking around the the now crowded bar sipping her drink as though we were old friends.

“Did you just get in when I saw you this morning? I asked in the way of conversation, she looked and me and nodded “Yes ah tru meh did jes get ere, ann meh did raaaly need fuh git ah coppa tea tru meh did ‘ungry since mawnin’ she said rapidly. I stared at her blankly trying to figure out what the hell she just said. She glanced at me and suddenly threw her head back and laughed with genuine enjoyment, her laughter was infectious and I couldn’t help joining in. I rather suspected that somehow the joke was on me. “Baby! the look on your face is killing me!, I said I had just gotten in and I needed some hot tea because I was so hungry!” she said in what sounded like an American accent.

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Tales from the Qrypt – Business Woman

I was startled by a finger poking me in the side, I turned around and saw that it was Hendy  “hey are you playing?” he asked “Oh! its my turn? of course I’m playing” I said sliding off my stool.  “Nicole this is Hendy, please don’t hurt him” I said winking at her as I turned to walk over to the pool table. I saw that I had practically lost the game so I may as well throw in the towel. I surrendered my cue stick to one of the guys who had been waiting impatiently for the table. I looked around for Celia, as far as I could tell she wasn’t in the bar which meant she was probably upstairs. I glanced over and saw that Hendy was still talking to Nicole.  I decided to head on upstairs to see if Celia was there, maybe she was ready to go somewhere else.  I was hungry but wasn’t in the mood for deep fried chicken tonight.

I maneuvered my way through the crowd and up to the 2nd floor. Celia was sitting at a crowded table on the balcony a cigarette held between two fingers as she gesticulated vigorously. As usual she was surrounded by a cloud of cigarette smoke and a bunch of guys who were hanging onto her every word.  I decided to stand at the bar and wait until she she saw me. I love Celia but I honestly hate cigarette smoke! I looked around the room, some of the women were on the stage dancing in time to the pulsating beat of the Jamaican dance hall music. I noticed that a few were also sitting with customers at the bar nearby.  A group of guys seated at a table near the top of the stairs suddenly started whistling and drumming on the table. I looked over and saw that Nicole and Hendy had followed me up.

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Tales from the Qrypt 2

My job was like no other, I guess because Maco was the mastermind behind it all. One night he abruptly turned to me and said, “you need a job? meet me tomorrow at Marie’s”. Marie was the Haitian woman who owned the Copa Cabana bar as well as another bar on Nelson Street. When Maco told me to meet him at Marie’s I was more than a little taken aback. Everyone knew that the sleek and sophisticated ladies who came from Milan and other parts of Europe were housed over on Nelson street above Marie’s other establishment.

I decided that Maco probably had a good reason for asking me to meet him on Nelson Street. When I arrived at Marie’s, Maco was waiting impatiently. ‘Come on up’ he called down to me from the balcony overlooking the street. I went up and he ushered me into a large sitting room with plush red carpeting and long white leather sofas.

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