Kooky Lucy Frost (3)

   
   "Kooky Lucy Frost (3)"
   
   Kooky Lucy Frost and Cleveland had to make an exodus from the Big Bird yellow apartment complex.  And why do they call them apartments when they put them together, as the watermelon-smashing comedian probed?  Anyway, her deceased mother's father, her Serbian Pap dubbed Dragic Bradovic, let her move in with him, for he had great empathy and intuition, like a woman, being keen on the non-canonized Gospel of Thomas.
   Lucy didn't own much besides her comic books from the Carter Era; plus, of course--Cleveland, her loyal canine pal.  And Pap (Dragic) liked animals, never eating one that was strangled, but he boiled his pork chops in a ton of extra-virgin olive oil, along with rosemary, salt, and black pepper--never having had a stomach ache in his entire life; plus, he'd eat whole onions like a normal person does an apple.  Dragic had many phobias and concerns as well; thus, understood why Lucy had quit her job and morphed into a reclusive and impoverished little girl, though she was 39 years of age, but always a little girl to Dragic, her Pap.
   After settling into his modest habitat, he told her, as she had no health insurance, that he was going to send her to a psychiatrist, not a clinical psychologist.  He said he was happy to pay; furthermore, added:  "A clinical psychologist will tell you to be King Kong; however, some people are Godzilla; thus, trust only God, let Him be your power source.  And when you see the psychiatrist, don't make any eye contact with the patients in the waiting room.  There could be meek social phobic types, or raging psychotics, or both.  Just be like the cowboy Shane, sit at the back of the waiting room against the wall, never having another behind you.  Understand?"
   Lucy gave Cleveland a heavy stroke of love; next, said:  "Thanks Pap--you're the best."
   He stated:  "If you had only known your mother, for she was better than me."  
   Lucy dropped her head, trying to remember, and held back many a tear.