Big Store
Solomon, Kahlil and Bernadette walk into a Cabellas. Don't forget to look at the fish Kahlil says to Solomon. Solomon says, I'm not forgetting you just told me that 20 minutes ago. Bernadette suggests that no one get lost before hurrying off to find the best deal on camouflage clothing and is soon marveling over a full length moss covered suit. Solomon makes a perfunctory pass through the fish room but is underwhelmed by the differences between the small mouth bass, the sac-au-lait and the northern pike. As if guided by a fuzzy radar he finds the fleece section and chooses a red pullover. Bernadette, unaware that deer season is over, is disappointed by the lack of fluorescent orange winter wear. Kahlil is determined to find parts of the store missed on previous visits and walks hurriedly past the various dioramas, only glancing at the elephant, the cougar, and the crocodile eating the gazelle. He is not moved by the bighorn sheep or the many black beers or the brown bear standing ten feet erect.
Back in the bargain room he is like on every other visit unable to find a truly great bargain to fit his ambiguous needs. He moves on to the footwear section but only lingers there long enough to caress a twenty dollar pair of socks.
Bernadette has moved on to the deer room and is enjoying the irregular antlers from various regions of the United States.
Solomon has headed upstairs to the restaurant. He is gladdened by the sight of so many diners and imagines himself correcting Kahlil about his earlier statement that Cabellas restaurant was unlikely taking many customers from the nearby Cracker Barrel. I think you are wrong about that he will say to Kahlil when they are back in the car driving away.
But Kahlil just a moment earlier passed that way himself and has already realized his gross underestimation of the restaurant's popularity. I must apologize to Solomon for my incorrectness he utters while a clomping tow-headed toddler in too-stiff hiking boots eyes him suspiciously.
A green winter jacket made in Vietnam composed of various polyesters catches Bernadette's eye and she feels a lessening of her earlier disappointment over the dearth of bright orange camo-gear. She selects a medium tall size and sets off to find Solomon and Kahlil. Kahlil sees her from across the store and sets himself on a path that will connect with hers. Bernadette is just passing under a giant elk's head when Kahlil calls out to her. Bernadette is concerned about the missing Solomon but Kahlil is not. She looks along the walls as if expecting to see his head mounted over a gold name plate with black letters that say--a New York Jew. Kahlil tells Bernadette not to worry, that Solomon can take care of himself, and they agree to meet in the front of the store after looking around for him.
Kahlil passes an aisle with various expensive binoculars attached to security cables and tries out each one, focusing them on mounted animal heads up high 200 yards across the store. Bernadette picks up a bag of red licorice and forgets all about Solomon.
Kahlil picks up two on sale t-shirts that promise to fade.
Solomon looks at boots.
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