The Kings Of Cool

104

Coked out of his skull

Stan takes inventory.

Takes a long look at the Bread and Marigolds store and the merchandise they’re trying to sell to a diminishing customer base and decides that it’s over.

Sees himself in his shabby denim and feels stupid.

Less than.

Who?

John?

Doc?

Diane?

Bread and marigolds, he thinks.

Jesus.

The place is a fire trap, anyway

It only takes a little kerosene and a match.

The fire this time.