I have 2 sisters Charlie and Cora, I'm sixteen months younger than Char and she is 16 months younger than Cora.
We are 6,7, and 8 years old, not near old enough to be left home alone for hours on end but that doesn't stop our parents from leaving us alone at the cafe by ourselves our entire childhood.
Me,Char,and Cora shared a room because we lived in a cafe that doubled as our living space . Space was very limited to say the least.
On the backside of the kitchen 2 rooms were added and on the side of the kitchen 3 rooms attached also.
The kitchen part of Midway Cafe used to be somebody's actual house. It literally looked like somebody cut a house in half attached half of it to the backside of the kitchen and on the side of the kitchen there is a door that leads to the other part of that house that was cut in half.
Midway Cafe is now an official landmark of Oklahoma.
It was my home sweet home before that.
A home to this deranged family I'm part of, and not by choice. It was also a coffee drinkers paradise and families ,entire families would pile in there for the home cooking and fresh vegetables we grew in our own garden.
Midway was THE APITYME of a "ma and pas cafe" exactly what everybody nowadays is searching for .
When they want to get take-out the first thing they think about is "Where's a ma and pa" restaurant or cafe.....even a kiosk, they eat if possible probably. It was that good.
Mom and Bill's "bedroom" which was the front room not meant to be a bedroom is where my Nintendo, Coras stereo, and Charlie's TV were, which wasn't fair to us at least in our eyes.p but kept them busy at least.
They got to use our stuff more than we ever did
They'd smoke a joint and play SuperMario brothers using my Nintendo Charlie t.v
Cora's stereo didn't get used near as much but was still in their "bedroom".
her what she was doing and she would say "just thinking" which I knew she didn't do very often so something was up.
I later learned that was code for peeing ..cora would sit at the bottom of our bed in the middle and pee.. she was trying to be discreet as an 8yr.old I guess. We weren't allowed to move the couch in front of the living room door that led to the blue room. So if we needed to use the restroom we had to just hold it until Mom and Bill woke up.
I have always called Cora " turder "and still do to this day her last name is Turner, and it was funny to me to affiliate her with a turd.
Cora hates it. Immediately after she hears it she whines around but when she does that I think to myself.mission accomplished....accomplished....
I grinned ear to ear when that happened
"Hey, piggot(a word we thought we made up, until I learned it existed, way later in life) wake up!" I whispered loudly!.
She yelled at me that she's said " I'm already awake, Nerd!"
If I'm a nerd you're a turd, I live in a hut and you live in a Butt!.
Another sure way to get under her skin. We thought we had made-up. We didn't apparently win some, lose some I suppose.
Charlie grumbled and flopped onto the floor, she forgot she was on the outside not the middle last night.
“She’s ignoring you,” Cora said, sitting up and stretching. I thought she looked too ugly, to compliment her on her hair or anything for that matter ?
Well I've never said , I like your shirt or anything. The confusion on her face if I was nice to her was noticeable.
Besides I figured she must have already been peeing on the floor or in the closet or something seeing how I had caught her doing that more than once.
Charlie groaned, her voice muffled and raspy after she got up quickly stared straight at Cora,then me,then back at Cora and farted right in Turner's face.
Me and Char both started laughing.