Sunshine has apparently gone underground. Nobody has heard from her since she and Mumbles boarded a westbound train on Tuesday. I suspect she’s not taking Nancy’s calls (Toney hasn’t tried), in an attempt to “punish” all of us. She left here angry at the world, and I think she wants everyone to worry. But, from what I can gather, it isn’t really working.
Toney took S&M to Syracuse on Tuesday, and needed to get back to town before five, for a meeting. The train station is about a mile from a giant mall, and she thought they could wait there and take a cab to their train when it was time. They could eat their favorite lunch (food court Chinese), go shopping (Sunny’s obsession), and people-watch (“Did you see the way that rich bitch looked at me?!”).
But the Queen declined, for no clear reason. Probably just to be difficult… Toney argued with her about it, but her mother had already dug in her heels.
“Whatever,” Toney said. “But I need to get back. I don’t have any choice. If you’d rather sit around a train station than a mall, that’s your business.”
As they were driving Toney asked if they wanted to at least have lunch at the food court, and they begrudgingly agreed. So everyone ate in tense silence, and after they were finished Sunny stood up and announced that she was now going to do a bit of shopping. And she started to shuffle away.
The top of Toney’s head nearly blew off.
“I don’t think so!” she shouted. “You could’ve spent three hours here, but wouldn’t cooperate. We’re going to the train station!” Toney was already running twenty minutes late, and had had it with all the boolshit.
As they exited the mall there were three cabs lined up, waiting to pick up fares. And when they got to the train station, the guy working there was very friendly and helpful, and offered to check their luggage, and lock up any of their other belongings. You know, if S&M wanted to pass some time at the mall down the road.
Ha! They should’ve adopted the Toney Plan… If Sunny hadn’t been such a disagreeable old bag, she probably would’ve had a fine time. But, under the circumstances, they would be sitting on wooden benches for three hours, in a Syracuse train station.
I guess the goodbye wasn’t exactly a warm one. Sunshine would barely acknowledge Toney, and there was plenty of bitterness in the air. And nobody’s heard from the woman since. I’m sure she’s back in her apartment, shotgunning Jimboys tacos with Judge Judy cranked to 11, but she’s not answering her phone. And so it goes.
Oh, and I almost forgot… Before they left on Tuesday morning, Toney came upstairs and woke me up. “You need to see the way she’s dressed,” she whispered to me.
Still fuzzy with sleep, I went downstairs, and Sunshine was in the kitchen pouring a large mug of non-dairy creamer with a splash of coffee. And I swear this is true… She was wearing a pair of purple leopard skin-print rubber boots (wtf?), tights, leg-warmers (!), three or four dresses layered on top of each other, and a neon yellow baseball cap. I nearly swallowed my tongue.
“Hey,” she said with little enthusiasm.
“Yeah,” I answered, and poured an actual cup of coffee.
Before they hit the road, Mumbles came into the room with Sunny’s hand muff, and said, “Put this around your neck, or you’ll lose it.” And I had to leave the room for a few minutes, to regain my composure.
I hate to be morbid, but I have a feeling we’ll never see either of them again. I think they’re done. It’s kind of sad, especially since Sunshine is still a relatively young woman, but I believe they’ve reached the end of the line. I hope I’m wrong, but I get that vibe from them.
Hell, maybe they jumped off a moving train while crossing some high bridge in the Rocky Mountains? Hand-in-hand, into a bottomless ravine? A purple leopard skin-print rubber boot passing silently in front of the sun?
Naaaw, they’re swigging down tacos and watching When Badgers Attack! in Reno. Let’s get serious here… Sheesh.