“Then it’s gone forever, how unfortunate.”

“It’s not the only Oreo in the world, you know.” Said Michele.

“Is this the most fog ever?” Sharon asked.

“Momma, where’s fog come from? And Don’t say Mississippi.”

“The bayou…”

“I gave her an Oreo, so don’t.” Said Sharon.

“Jake thought I put it in my shoe.”

“Getting her into her shoes and coat Monday required a bribe,” Said Sharon.

“What’s fog?” Michele asked.

“Clouds.” Jake replied.

“What are clouds doing down here?”

“They’ve gone to bed, they’re tiered.” Jake said.

“Aren’t you?”

“Can I have another Oreo?”

“They don’t grow on Trees, you know.”

“Do I have a cloud inside me now?”

Sharon asked, “Why would you think that, sweetie?”

“Cause’ I breathed the fog.”

“You better hold on to her tight,” Jake said as he came to a halt at a red light.

“She’ll float up and away and we’ll have call the fire department to get her down.”

“What do they grow on?”

“Flowers.”

And Sharon said, “The Oreos are the pedals.”

Where do they have Oreo Flowers?” Michele asked suspiciously.

“Mississippi.” Said Jake.

“I thought so.” Said Michele.

They arrived back home and it was well past Michele’s bedtime.

Jake sat in the courtroom with his lawyer, Joe while the judge, a man of young stature who seemed genuinely sympathetic, asked if he is pleading guilty or innocent. Joe leaned over to his client and said, “Say guilty!”

This was the second time in court and last time Jake would have to tell the truth to the judge and plead for mercy. Joe was afraid that Jake would scream out his story to the judge, telling him that the case was a farce and that he wasn’t guilty of a damn thing. But Jake looked over at the D.A. and seen the devil, himself. A half, half goat with red tinted skin in a three peace suit smiling a shit eating grin. Jake just did what he was told to do, plead guilty.

The officers brought him to the area where the jury would sit if they would have gone forward with the case and took the D.A. to court to make him prove his case. Jake would be up against a rape case if he wouldn’t have signed the deal for “indicant behavior with a juvenile”.

From then on, any one with a three piece suit would make Jake snarl. He couldn’t stand the look of a man in a suit. They just seemed like a wolf in sheep’s clothing and the lowest form of life on the planet.