I woke up thinking about this, I’ve no idea why. I think it was, um, 1995? Several years before I started Nerd’s Eye View. But I remember it like it was yesterday.
“Um, excuse me, but was that Elvis?” The woman behind the counter smiled big but didn’t answer. I followed her sightline to the end of the driveway and there he was, pacing back and forth at the bumper of a 1970s Cadillac. I wandered down the front walk of the video store/laundromat/car wash and stood next to a blue-eyed husky. I scratched the dog between the ears. He looked at me, at Elvis, and back at me before lying down on a scrubby patch of grass with a sigh. Elvis saw me and lifted his chin in my direction. I took in his shoe polish black hair and sideburns, his white jumpsuit with rhinestones, his giant aviator sunglasses, his… moccasins and his medicine bag? I walked over to stand next to him.
“What’s the King doing in Skagway?” I asked.