By Ed N. White
She always liked Elvis more than me. She collected his albums and played the grooves off them and hummed and sang along to unseen melodies. She had posters on the walls, a fan magazine subscription, and a huge Elvis on a velvet painting mounted over the headboard of our bed.
She had the king on tee-shirts, dish towels, coffee mugs, and toilet paper. An Elvis logo nightgown clung to her slender body the night we were married.
I should have seen it coming, but soon after that, following sex, she sang, “A hunka hunka burned-out love.” I knew it was over.
Poor bridegroom. Yes, Elvis seems to get people like that. Interesting story. I’m writing a novel about hero worship, so it hit the spot for me.
Thank you, Rosemary, the king would be pleased to be mentioned in your book.
Way to go, Ed. You ain’t nothing but a… fun writer.
Thank you, Mr. Ellis. The King was, reportedly, seen last Saturday buying beef jerky at the Dollar Store in Englewood, FL
I like the title and the concept. Who is this Elvis person by the way? 🙂
Good question. He is reported to be living now in Passaic, NJ tooling around town on a Harley. We need the King now more than ever.
Gotta laugh
Laughing is good, Lisa. Especially, in these perilous times.
Thanks for the levity. I wonder if was wearing a mask at that Dollar Store…
Come back, King, we need you now more than ever.
Ed, thank you for always making me smile through the incredible use of your words!