Two Clever Uncles Eating to the Beat

Two Clever Uncles Eating to the Beat A Short Story by Anonymous Roger Pigeon was thinking about Marion Thunder again. Marion was an admirable author with brown eyes and fluffy fingernails. Roger walked over to the window and reflected on his idyllic surroundings. He had always loved chilly Los Angeles with its numerous, narrow nooks. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel ambivalent.