The Jarvis and Mae Team
by Paul Beckman
Jarvis left early, skipping his breakfast
Mae took the bucket of cleaning supplies
into the bathroom and began
scrubbing. Two hours on the bathtub alone, and extra on the spigot and faucets.
After the bathroom sin,k she ate some milk crackers and drank a beer.
She finished the sink in minutes, since
there were only spots of spray and
not layers like the tub. She started on the tile floor, had another beer, and
then on the grout, which took three toothbrushes and a couple of hours.
When Mae finished, she saw a couple of
sprays on the tile wall and got
those off in no time.
After putting the cleaning bucket back,
she set about making dinner for
Jarvis. He always liked comfort food after a job, and she made a damned fine
stew, if she said so, herself.
At eight he showed up with the banker
all trussed-up and duct-taped.
Jarvis tossed him in the tub, saying dinner first.
Mae wished he wouldn’t bring his
work home with him, and that he lay more
plastic down, but she said nothing and watched a little TV, while Jarvis was
busy hacking away.
In his younger years Paul
Beckman was a numbers runner, a fence, and hung around with the bad crowd. He
still hangs with a dubious crowd.