Tuesday, November 28, 2017

IT WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER IF CHATO HADN'T ASKED

D.A.R.

Chato had just been released on parole from a five-year stint at Huntsville and was back in Browntown.

Over time, he ran into the woman he had been seeing when he had been nabbed by the drug-sniffing dogs at the Sarita checkpoint with a few kilos of coke tucked in a section PVC pipe taped inside the engine compartment of his car.

A plea bargain had been struck by his court-appointed attorneys and Chato had gone off to the pen.

He had kept in touch with her over that time, and more than once when he was released had tried to find out where he stood among the suitors he was sure had been sniffing around his jaina (honey) cuando se fue pal racnho. She and Chato had known each other since their days at Brownsville High School, way back in the late 1960s.

It was the days of the chucos and he was de la Southmost.
They had met at Mrs. Ferraez's English class, where she would try to explain to him how poetry worked.

One afternoon when they were having some 16-ounce Naturals with a little bit of pollo under the mesquite of her back yard, he pressed for an answer.

"Chona, tell me the truth," he asked her. "Has there been anyone else? I will understand. Sabes que te quiero un chingo. Do you?

She sighed and looked at him with some impatience.

"Ok, Chato, she sighed. "Do I love you? Let me count the gueys (ways)."

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Same thing happen to me. But I was off to college. Should of asked her before I gave her the ring oh well 4 kids later still paying her back.

Anonymous said...

Good story but natty light came around in the late 70's.

Anonymous said...

I know Commissioner Longoria was banging her with his Jedi sword.

Anonymous said...

Who are what is "natty light?" Was Mrs. Ferreiz at BHS in the early 60's? I thought it
was Luisa Perez.

Anonymous said...

Natty light is natural light beer. Deprived individual

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