Puzzle (300)

I was teaching two sections of English Composition 101, and two of 102.  I still couldn’t quite understand the need for two semesters of composition, but heck, it meant more work for me.  Lecturer positions at UH paid peanuts, so I’d take on every section they’d offer me.

Out of the blue, Lieutenant Chan called and asked me to come meet him at the Blue Light Bar and Grill.  My hair had grown too long, so I called Margie and scheduled a haircut before the time I was to meet up at the Blue Light.

When I sat in the chair, the first thing Margie brought up, naturally, was my memorable last appointment.

“You are never gonna guess it, Margie, but do you know who that man turned out to be?”

“Ah, I don’t know, Lanning.  Who is he?”

“Margie, he’s my dad.  Can you believe it?”

“Oh my,” said Margie, “that’s amazing.  How is he?”

I told her the story of his hospitalization, the attempt to capture and or kill him, and the move to Chan’s house.  I told her about how my dad had died there, we two holding hands.

Margie stopped cutting my hair, and went to sit on the bench.  “I’m so sorry to hear this,” she said, weeping.

“Oh, Margie,” I said, “don’t be so sad.  I mean, thank you for caring so much, but please don’t take this so hard.”

I brought her tissues from the counter.

“You know what, though?” I said, “even though we didn’t speak very much, I think I reconnected with him.  I certainly felt very differently than I would have guessed, given that I didn’t know him.”

Margie blew her nose and wiped her eyes.

“It was the weirdest thing, Margie.  Somehow he figured I was an English major.”

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