An Excerpt From A Book You'll Never Read
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| The Welcome Sign at Sunnyvale Mental Rehab |
From the book Waiting For An Open Bed, written at Sunnyvale Mental Rehab in Fermonga, Ohio.
Vito Nazarini and Monk Spitzanelli watched as the man they were supposed to kill stepped from a parked car. In a moment, they were at his side.
"Hey, Frankie," Vito said to the victim. "Big Elmo says dat you is supposed to take a ride wit us, ha-ha."
Frankie Garbaroni knew his executioners well, and though trapped with two ice picks jabbing his back, he had a plan.
"Big Elmo who?" Frankie said.
Vito and Monk looked at each other, and Frankie knew their limited third grade education might save his life.
"Frankie, you know who it is," Monk said. "Big Elmo Maraconzon, uh, Maracuzzo, uh, you tella him, Vito."
"Hell, Monk, I can't a pronounce dat name, either. It's Big Elmo Macaroni, I think."
"It's a not Macaroni," Monk said. "Anyway, you knows who it is, Frankie. It's da Boss."
Frankie rubbed his forehead. "I know several Big Elmos. You sure you gotta the right guy?"
"Ha," Vito said. "A course we gotta the right guy. You stold Big Elmo's money."
"Well, then you tella me what's his last name?"
"Aw, come on, Frankie," Monk said. "We hafta killa you ass. What difference does thata make?"
"Because a guy should know whose a having him killed. Spell it for me."
Vito and Monk lowered their ice picks and sat on the curb.
"Spell it," Vito said. "Geez, letta me see."
"M, uh, A, uh," Monk said.
Frankie Garbaroni eased down the street and around the corner.
"M, uh, A, uh," Vito said. "Hey, Frankie, you went to da sixth grade. Help us out. Frankie, oh, darn."
From the novel:
Dumb Mafia Hit Men
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