Sheriff PorterChapter 13
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"So what are we going to change," I asked.
"Well," Wilson began. "We are going to take the tiny office back there and make it a secure storage area. It is no bigger than a walk in closet."
"That's ain't gonna cost much," Margo said. "Just a more secure door." Your biggest expense right now it the new roof. Your's leaks and it has damage some structure that has to be repaired. It has got some floor which has to be replaced as well. Then Mr. Wilson here wants some reinforcing for the floors. I can see that they are a settling some."
"Yeah I can agree with all that for sure," I said.
"Once we get it dry and stable, you are gonna want to get an electrician in here. If you don't know any, I know a good one," she suggested.
"Okay, I can go along with that," I said.
"Then we want to come back and insulate the walls. The best way is to blow in shit from the outside cause we gonna want to put real siding on the wall not that crap this is on there now. What we can do is drill holes in that shit for the insulation the put the new siding right over it. You need a new door that opens from the parking lot and get a more secure door that opens onto the dock. That is required by code these days."
"Okay you figured to paint the inside," I asked. "And insulate the room and floor?"
"Yes that means a new ceiling, but you don't have one at all now, so that wouldn't be a big deal. We can put drywall up. It isn't a very big space, so no big deal." Margo promised.
"Well Margo you go work up your price for everything we talked about and itemize the estimate. Wilson and I will discuss it." I promised. I can estimate this before I leave. Give me a few minutes alone with my phone and my laptop." she said.
"Fair enough, Wilson leave her alone and let her work." I said. When we were outside I asked, "You have been her less than twenty four hours and you are sniffing after two women, what the hell is wrong with you?"
I have to admit for a man over sixty he was really not bad looking. If he worked out a little he would be every old ladies dream. His hair was white, but he had it all. He stood strait and walked with a stable gate. He also had his own teeth another good trait. Wilson also seemed to be tall and trim, though not really fit. He was just a good height and weight ratio. There was quite possibly a shortage of eligible men who lived in town year round. Especially good looking ones who spoke English and had gainful employment. Employment that might sound exiting to the B&B owners or a contractor.
Margo came out on the dock and called over to the barge. "Ahoy on the house barge."
I came out onto the deck. "That was quick," I said.
"Well this isn't a huge job. I could probably build you a new building for pretty near the same money," she said.
"Yes and I could probably have a storage container in place for less," I said with a smile.
"True that might be the way to go since you live in one," she said. "Anyway if you decide to repair this one here is your estimate."
I walked down and took a look at it. $8,600 dollars?" I asked, "Is that firm."
"It is unless you want to add or subtract something. I don't know anything we could do cheaper unless we don't insulate. We have to add doors anyway. Everything else is repairs mostly."
"Wilson is this what you need?" I asked.
"Boss the computers need to stay dry. The same with any samples. We need a secure place to store the stuff," Wilson said.
"Okay when can you start and when will you be through," I asked.
"I can spring a couple of guys loose to fix the roof and the rot by Friday. We can have it ready for the electrician on Monday," Margo said "If I can get my insulation man out we can do that while the electrician is working. Say we walk away from here before next Friday.
I decided to put Wilson on the spot. "Can you live with that?" I asked.
"If that is the best they can do, I have to live with it," he said.
"Margo, is our first contractor," I said.
"Hell, we would waste more time talking to someone else than they could save us," Wilson said.
"Margo you add a hundred dollars a day penalty after next Friday and we are good to go." I said. The hundred bucks meant nothing to me, and I doubted that it did to her. It was just a matter of principle.
"How you want to pay me?" she asked.
"I have a book keepers to answer to, so how about 50% down in a check. Another 25% upon half completion and the balance when we get the inspection if there is one required." I said.
"Fair enough. So give me a check for $4,300 and I'll have men here on Friday or before." she said.
After she had gone I said to Wilson, "It's too late to go to Ellisboro today but tomorrow we have to go look for computers." Ellisboro was a town north of us with a few stores including an office supply house.
"Jeeze boss where you been the last ten years. You don't buy computers in the office depot any more. At least not serious computers. We need to go on line and have them built, if they don't have what we need in stock. This is not going to be cheap." he informed me.
"I really didn't expect it to be cheap, but my idea of cheap may have been upgraded. So what are we talking here for the whole bit and I mean as black ops shit as you can come up with." I said.
Okay you want a $1,000 computer in the office, but since I know what you mean by black ops, we need a off site server dedicated to us. Say another grand minimum. Then there is the software to do the black ops type jobs. That shit is all custom you can't go to Walmart for that."
As I knew they would, things got boring. I returned Letter to patrol as a sergeant. Mrs West turned up nothing on him. It took two weeks after we shut down the drug gang, before I got the call from Miami. "Well you said you would close us down in Warren County and you pretty much have." the voice said. "Well, we are a small county and I may have got the Heroine business, but I haven't touched the other. However I am still looking for them. If you want to be a friend someday, move your...
I fell into bed and asleep. The next morning I called Mrs. West before I showered even. "What's the word from the hospital?" I asked. "Two kids dead, but all the others will be fine in a few days," she said. "Lots of broken bones but none too serious, mostly emotional trauma." "Anything on the woman we arrested last night?" I asked. "How do they say it on TV. She has lawyered up, thanks to the public defender," Mrs West said. "That should really help her out," I said. "Are...
So I talked to the bitch from ABC new's affiliate in Capitol City. I gave her the official story with a few extra statements, like how I felt while it was happening thrown in. Then she asked, "Can you get me an interview with the two men who came from Swamp Dog?" "Not in a million years. You feel free to call them, I expect you can find the phone number." I replied. I got back to the office at 5PM. According to my arrangement with the patrol commander, I rode with one of his officers...
I decided to wait until I was less emotional before deciding what to do about Osborn. So the next morning I was at the sports field at 6 AM. I ran my hour and did about seven miles. I had stopped counting the laps and just ran an hour. I hated to fucking run. I always had hated it. It was seven thirty when I pulled into the gym and hit the bag for an hour. Since it was Sunday, I didn't have a real plan for the day. Reggie didn't say a word, he seemed to have something on his mind. He sat...
I awoke the next Morning with the smell of her all over me. I hated the thoughts of a shower, so even though I knew better I took Dog and went for a ride on my trike. He and I did about an hour on the thing. It was so hard to pedal up hills that it was as strenuous as running. Well it did give me a chance to rest during the downhill run. Dog couldn't but he had learned to run along beside and not to pull me. If he kept that up, we could do two hours, I thought. We stopped at Hardee's and I...
I went right from my office to the pub. I got there in time for a cup of coffee, and some down time before I had dinner. Dinner was also going to be from the pub. Nita agreed to cook me a grilled cheese sandwich. I have no idea why it wasn't on the menu, since she made the best one in the state. They started to drift in about eight. "Brit put all their drinks on my tab but make absolutely sure none of them drives home tonight." "Me and Jeremy will take them home. The SUV will hold seven...
"Damn that pisses me off," I said while he was still standing there attentive. "What that he is so smug," Eddie asked. "No that he thought I was a man," I replied. Eddie broke out laughing. "Well now that you mention it Sheriff," he said. "Careful I can't fire him, but I can you," I said. "You don't have a union." We were in a good mood while Wilson directed the search so that the people stayed out of his way. The lab had first priority while looking for evidence of a...
Osborn and I left the gym at 9pm. We both were absolutely exhausted. She followed me to the pub for dinner. Juanita had made a giant taco salad from which she dished a bowl of stuff for each of us. I had a dark beer and the salad, while Osborn had a bowl of the salad and a diet coke. "What's up with the diet coke?" I asked. "I'd like to have a body a little more like yours, than like mine," she said. "You have to be kidding. Didn't you see how those guys looked at you. They looked...
I placed a call back to the station. They had everything under control. Mostly they were processing evidence from all over the damn county. It was a big job, but they seemed to be on top of it. "Sheriff, we are going to need to process some of this, and pass it on to the SBI. The bust is going to be out of our jurisdiction. Should I make the call, or do you want to?" Eddie asked. "Let me look at the evidence before you send it off, then we can decide what goes where together. Now I got a...
Kara began talking, but I didn't believe a word she said. "Yeah I recognized the guy the girl in the picture left with, but believe me she didn't look like that. She looked like a hooker." "How did you recognize the guy," Eddie asked her. "We was one of my customers for a while, but he got tired of me and moved on." she said. "So what was his name," Eddie asked. "Man, I don't know," she said. I sat in the corner of the interview room. It was a big room. The lights were off...
I drove toward my home in County Seat thinking, I might have to go back to the SBI lab after all. It meant giving control of our cases to their investigators and taking a back seat to their people. I hated losing control of the cases. Damn it, if I could only get the Colonel interested in the Forensic services. He could surely come up with the facilities. Even if it meant a friendly take over of an existing private lab. I was still in the car when the phone rang. "Sheriff Porter this is...
It took two days to get Jamison back to County Seat. During that time I rode along with the swing and the midnight shift deputies. It was a bit of a learning experience. I would rather have been an undercover boss, but they knew me quite well by then. We had been through most of our first year together. I had ridden with both deputies several times. In doing so they talked to me like a cop not a boss. We told stories about our days working the roads in Warren County. We answered calls and...
It took me all day to move past my anger at the FBI. I beat the crap out of the heavy bag before I really felt better. It was two weeks later and I was already running, when Osborn showed up at the softball field. She sat on the bleachers until I was in sight, then started to run. "You didn't tell me you were coming to run," she informed me. "I didn't know I was going to run till I pulled into the parking lot. I think I'm running on autopilot in more way than the obvious one. Damn...
"Mrs. Novak, I have some very bad news for you. We found Tommy. It appears now that he had an accident in the woods. I'm so sorry but Tommy died in the woods. I don't know if this is any comfort at all, but I'm very sorry for you loss." She broke into wails of high pitched screams. It was a terrifying sound. I finally took hold her to try to calm her down. I let her cry it out. I knew I should let her grieve before I questioned her, but she would have to be one less vote I received next...
I gave some serious thought to pulling Randy Ralph over, jerking him out of the truck and beating the crap out of him. We were finding all kinds of crap he did wrong but I still couldn't pin the rapes on him. Instead I went back to the Railroad B&B for Wilson. "So what the fuck would he pick up at the docks and deliver to a taco truck?" I asked Wilson. "Maybe they are distributing drugs," was his answers. "If it was drugs they would never throw them over a fence and hope their...
"So Detective Thorn, you like your job?" I asked. "I sure do Sheriff," he said looking all serious and shit. "Well you need to be better at it. See I took a quick look at the crime stats." I said. "Yeah, most crime is down all over the board," he said all proud of himself. "Yeah and statewide most crime is up in almost every category. You know why crime goes down in one area like that?" I asked. "Because we are doing a better job, than those other places," he said. "I...
I called dispatch and told them to have the officer backup for Simpson to swing by the courthouse to pick me up. It took about twenty minutes for the chubby little blond twenty five or so year old to show up in my office. She was cute in the thirty pound overweight way. "Hi there, I'm Deputy Melissa Osborn. Dispatch said to report to you," she said. "Yes you and I are going on a little road trip," I said. "I'm going to Dobson and I need a ride. So you get to be my driver." "Of...
I woke up Sunday morning in the middle of the night to the sound of my phone. I searched through the pile of my clothes till I found it. "This better be good Simpson," I said. "Actually it's bad. There was a high school basketball game last night at the northern high school gym. There was an accident outside the gym as the crowd left." Simpson said. "How bad," I asked. "Car ran into the crowd. Six kids are in the hospital, one is in critical condition," he suggested. "I'll get...
I went home and went to sleep, but only after I punched the bag for half and hour. I felt guilty and planned to run the first thing the next morning, since I missed my run that night. When the sun came up I was at the softball field. I checked for cars. I almost didn't stop when I saw the Grey Honda. The woman inside saw me drive into the lot and got out to wait for me. Since she had gone to all the trouble of walking up in the middle of the night, I figured I owed it to her to run along...
"When I told my wife we why we hadn't Identified the girl. She asked, if I had found her wallet. No girl would be caught dead going out at night without at least a clutch bag. According to my wife. So I got to thinking, if she was killed here, then her bag might be somewhere around here. If so where was it? I checked all the other buildings and there it was. Well it was near some disturbed dust in this little building, but under an old desk. It was late at night and dark as the Sheriff's...
"You better start at the very beginning, so we can help you out of this mess," I suggested. "The first of this school year one of the cheerleaders said, 'The only way to be popular with he boys was to you know do things.'" Ellie said. "What things," I asked. "To sorta have sex with them," she said. "Not real sex, none of us wanted to be pregnant not even the guys wanted that to happen. So we did other things." "Like what kind of things," I asked. There might have been some...
The sound in the hallway surprised even me. Tommy Kilborn pointed the pistol at me and waited. His attention on the door. When the doorway filled with something out of a video game, I had the derringer in my hand. Kilborn jerked a little when the .22mag hit him, then his face exploded when the .45 caliber hollow point struck him. I sat down hard, ad Liam removed his helmet. "Andrew is out in the parking lot making nice with the local cops. Lucky one of your deputies knew I was on the way...
I went home and put all dog's toys in a box. I had spent a lot of money between the vet and improvements to my place for Dog, but you know I didn't feel bad or let down about it. I had save him and he was worth saving. Like me Dog just got re purposed. We was going to another place. They might ask him to risk his life, but he would be doing something worthwhile. I knew exactly how that felt and I had never been more alive then when I had it all hanging out there. So I missed Dog, but I...
It was close to midnight when I got back to the motel. Osborn still wasn't in. I had a message, but I hadn't seen her for any amount of time since we arrived in town. I decided that I would phone her and request her presence. I need her to do some background checks on the major players in our move. I didn't want to call in Swamp Dog, when she could do it just as well. Okay not just as well, but well enough. I called her cell. As usual there was no answer. I went to bed, even though I was...
Thorn was the first to go. As I promised I wrote him a good recommendation for a job with the highway patrol. The state really seemed to be swimming in the Warren County labor pool. I really didn't mind Thorn leaving, even if it was on short notice. He left only two weeks after I took office. It just meant I had to find a detective willing to come to Warren County to live and work. Either that or I had to find someone worth a damn on the Department at that moment. "Good morning Chief...
Here is the deal Seth. I found a 9 mm in your room at your dad's house. We also found one at your girlfriends house. It really isn't much of a gun. Of course it don't take much of a gun at close range. Now we got a shell casing from the scene and also the slug in Burt. We can't do a ballistic check on the slug here. That went to the state crime lab last night. But what we can do is an extractor mark comparison. It is almost as good as the expert's testimony. So we are going to do one of...
I talked to a bunch of people who came into Hardee's, while I drank from the endless coffee cup. As far as I was concerned I had closed the Wilbur Owens case. He had committed suicide and I didn't give a damn what the medical examiner's opinion was. After all was a fucking butcher. I laughed at that last. It was almost lunch time but I wasn't hungry. I think the thought of Liam as an old man scared the hell out of me. When he was an old man, me being an old woman wasn't far behind. I...
"Now that you are a big boss how you liking it," I asked her when she came on the line. "I don't. Especially when one of my agents fucks up as bad as Morris. There is something personal going on with her. She can hate you as much as she pleases Sylvia, what she can not do is try to bully you. I would never allow that with anyone, especially with someone who can not be bullied. If she want's to play whose is bigger, there is no place for her in the SBI administration. She can be a field...
I waited until they went through the cheerleader's computer and Jamison's as well. Nothing told us who Lucy was with that night. Nothing told us who anyone was with for the last week. Jamison only updated the files weekly. So the prick still had something to deal. That must have been his thinking. He had planned that it would be about the kiddie prostitution and maybe porn, but he never planned on murder. Accessory after the fact of murder was going to be quite an incentive to talk his...
Most homicides are solved in the first 48hours. I think that must be in big city police departments. Just the lag time between homicide detectives and outside agencies make that impossible for rural agencies. Add to that the lack of qualified career law enforcement officers and you have an idea why rural homicides take longer or never get solved. That also explains why the SBI inserts itself wherever possible. The latter was attempting to happen, when I awoke the next morning. The excuse...
"What you are going to have to find is a dog sitter. Someone who is at the same place all the time and would take Dog for a few hours while you pretend to be the Sheriff," Simpson said. "Mrs West," I suggested. "I can't see her walking Dog when he has to go out. She is a bit frail I think. Once he get past this depression, if a cat crosses his path he will pull most anyone down." Simpson said. We were standing in the shade of the gun shop while Dog lay quietly panting. "I don't...
"It was two agonizingly slow weeks before the call came. "Sheriff Porter I believe the farm belonging to Joseph Black is going to be used for an illegal gathering of terrorists tomorrow?" the heavily distorted voice advised me. "Who is this?" I asked even though I knew. "If you have your deputies there at 12Noon you might be able to stop them." the voice went on. "How many are there," I asked. "Probably two dozen," the voice said. "You just need to be there." Be there or be...
It took them two days to come back with a counter offer. Admit that the arrest was a mistake and throw Morris to the Wolves. A trusted agent with a long time vendetta. The press tip off was solely so that there would be coverage of the false arrest and damage to the Sheriff's reputation. The SBI agent at the center of the controversy has been fired. "That's all they will give us. That and fifteen million dollars," Rita said. "It's more money than we would ever get from a jury. Let's...
Back in the motel we took turns in the shower. I wore a pair of jeans and a while tee shirt with a OD fatigue jacker over it. Only because it was available. It was also fun to poke a little fun at myself. It was laughable because it still had the sheriff name tape sewn over the pocket. Osborn wore tight jeans and tight too tee shirt belonging to me. She obviously wore a push up bra because she had more breasts than usual even. She fixed her hair in a girl next door look. She somehow managed...
That isn't quite true, I got out of the police station without even calling Rita. It was about 3AM when they sprung me. From the police station I drove to the motel. I slept until 10AM. I did not want to leave without getting the results of my talk with Tony. His mom somehow forgot to call me, so I staying in the city until noon. I didn't want to go back to the school, so I just went sightseeing. I hadn't seen the capitol building, since I went on a school field trip in the fifth grade....
Sunday morning passed in a bit of a fog due to the hangover. I remembered bits and pieces. I began to wonder, since I had the memories as if they were someone else's. If Maybe I had been drugged. If I had been drugged could Wilson be part of it. I doubted it since, why would he do it he knew almost no one in New Wales. Not to mention, I would expect the culprit to participate in it. Drugged or not, Brian was gonna remember me. If I were eighteen, as the drug wore off I would have been...
I sat sunning myself on the deck, which was right above Wilson's bed. I considered playing the radio with hard rock full blast. I hated that if left to his own devices, he could sleep till noon. I would be willing to bet that for the almost two weeks I was gone, he slept till noon every day. I didn't have a radio that I could play on the deck, so I couldn't rag on him. I made a mental note to buy one. I hated to miss an opportunity to rag on Wilson. I ate my biscuit and drank my coffee,...
"I'm not looking for a job. I have an idea I want to pitch to you. We can both benefit from it. I really would prefer to pitch it over dinner." He said it smiling his boyish smile of course. "What time?" I asked. "I know I'm going to regret this maybe not tonight or tomorrow but someday soon and for the rest of my life." I know it was a flagrant violation of some copyright law somewhere, but there it was. "I'll be by at seven, and trust me you want regret this," he said. "Yeah,...
I got the deal with the wrecker set up. I also had it handled so that I would be notified, if EZ missed a payment on the lease. It was everything I had promised him and nothing more. It still needed to be purchased, but I had managed a pro to go out to inspect it. While that deal was stewing, I went to work on the land for my air strip. I really didn't have much of a desire to negotiate. My main interest was that it be close and suitable for the take off and landing of ultralight aircraft....
"First of all Sylvia, EZ lived within twenty five miles of Jefferson Island most all his life. He was living around New Wales all of those five years. He has been in trouble with the law, but he has cleaned up his act. Had his share of woman troubles, but there was no sign of hostility issues. You can't say the same for Brian. But there is no connection between them. If they ever met, I can't tell from there cyber footprints," Wilson said. "Okay I gave him some cock and bull story...
When the package arrived two hours later, it was filled with walk around picture and a breakdown of everything on board. It included the description of a very powerful and reliable two cylinder four stroke Honda gasoline engine. The engine is also used in very large pumps and generators. According to the mechanic, it can be removed very easily. It could be taken into an engine shop for overhaul, or replaced completely. The pictures showed a yellow lightweight airplane just as the mechanic...
When I got back to New Wales, it was early enough to return EZs car, so I called him. "EZ, where the hell are you?" I asked when he came on the phone. "I'm about to grab a car," he said. "Repo or stealing it?", I asked. "Very funny, almost as funny as the lady who owes me money being in jail," he said. "I wasn't in jail. I was being questioned by the police. Cops tend to be very careful when arresting me these days. The lotto winner story is the worst kept secret in history."...
"Don't you guys think that is going to look a little strange," I asked. It might if there was no cover story to go along with it. You were each chosen for your ability to fit the cover. You Sylvia will be a chaperon. The British chic will be an exchange student from england. The island chick will be a cook on the volunteer housekeeping staff. The three guys are going to be contract laborers from all over the country. So let's get started. Your Biographies were written especially for you....
I waited two days to call the automaker's CEO on the private number Martin had slipped me. "My name is Sylvia Porter, I understand you have a problem," I said. "It looks as though we have a huge inventory shrinkage problem. We also have labor relations problems simmering," he said. "Well I'm not a labor relations specialist, but I might be able to help with the shrinkage problem. The best and fastest way to find out what is going on is to come into the plant as a simple worker, but...
I made a quick stop on the way at Walmart. I introduced myself to Old Roy. I bought a 12 pack of Lamb and Rice in the cans. I also bought a 20lb Bag of kibble. I barely remembered that my dad fed his dogs a combination of both. I also got a plastic coated cable and tie down stake. Then I made a quick dash to the vet. When I got there they were obviously anxiously awaiting 6PM so they could leave. "So, do you have the dog ready?" I asked. "Yes, he is as ready he can be. Are we doing the...
Dog got his picture on TV when Wendy decided, without my permission, to do a human interest piece on me. She planned to piece together some of the film from her first visit and some from following me around for a full day. Of course she noticed the addition to my family instantly. Like everyone else she fell in love with my bag of bones. After my hello kiss she asked, "Who is this big guy?" "That is Dog," I said. To her curious look I said, "That's the only name he needs." "Okay,...
She pumped The Brit for information, but just as I expected his answers were mostly fiction. "You did know that Sylvia did a bit as a body guard for a rap singer one summer. She and I met during that time. Yes I was sort of a mentor for her." "What crap, I worked for the singer but The Brit worked for another branch of the security company as I remember it he was a bank guard." I explained joining in the lie. "Armored truck driver," he said with a twinkle in his eye. I was a little...
"Well?" I asked Liam after I came back in the room. "The Geek is checking the stored drone film. I still don't believe he left the compound by boat. The dock camera showed nothing." "He was counting on that to get more time. He is out of here and on the run." I said. "Well we need to find out how he did it, so we know where to look," Liam said. "He had an accomplice, that's the only way he could do it. Someone got him in a boat and they sailed off into the Sunset. I'm going to...
"How did you know?" she asked. "There were too many coincidences. The boats just happened to be off shore when he showed up there. You happened to get me away at just the right time. Too many coincidences, so you have to be in on it. You had to speak pretty good English to know what we were saying to take advantage of the weaknesses. It just dumped it all on your doorstep. Now, I don't know or care about your money, what I care about is my reputation for never having lost a client. So...
Liam and his crew were in full body armor, so I stood back and let them take the room. I just watched them overpower him and put him in the back of an SUV. I stayed behind to check the motel parking lot for his truck with the Kayaks. It was parked in a far corner of the parking lot. I hadn't know where it would be, but I did know it would be there. Coincidence time was past. When I got back to the compound, I was met by Colonel Martin. "Well Sylvia you did good. I expected no less. The sun...
When my cell phone played it's stupid ring tone, it was 10AM and we were about two hours into the drive. I saw that it was Rita, my lawyer, and almost didn't answer. Finally I said, "Yes Rita, who is suing me now?" "I have good news for a change. Actually it is great news. Its the last hoop to jump through. You have to decide. if you will take five million now and one million a year for ten years or if you insist and the whole fifteen million at once. They are ready to write the check...
I slept very late that next day. It was almost dark again when I awoke. I staggered out the door and went for a run in the dusk. The light wasn't good, but Dog came along to be sure I didn't fall off the running trail. I appreciated his company more than I would have Osborn. Dog didn't insist on talking about 'things'. About half way through the five mile run, I just stopped running. I walked to finished the course. I tried to process that I was fucking rich. Not just a little rich, I...
I called Tomas the night before and he came over to add the two eight foot poles across the room. When he was finished, I had a room that was twenty feet by eight feet. It had a pole at the end where I hung my clothes. I also had a small chest of drawers that sat under the pole. It shortening the closet by about two feet. But the six foot high bar with a shelf above had more than enough room. Tomas's minor renovation left Osborn with exactly the same space. She seemed quite satisfied with...
I was up at six even though I got to bed after 1PM the night before. Osborn hardly responded when I suggested we run. Since that was the case, I got the adult big wheel and rode it for an hour and a half. It was after eight when I returned to the box house. "I'm sorry, I just need more sleep than you, but I am ready to go to the Gym," she said. "So let's do it," I said getting a towel and water bottle from the cabinet above the Frig. I filled it with tap water before heading to the...
That Monday morning we ran. I found that the super motel/hotel was on almost the southernmost tip of the island. When we ran north, it was almost three miles of public beach before I came to the gated community. By the time I ran the almost six mile round trip I was exhausted. It was hard to run in the sand even in the wet sand. The boots I ran in made it worse. I had failed to pack a running suit or shoes. After a long shower including washing my hair several times, I sat in the bedroom and...
The 'Hunley' had once been a fast food restaurant, I was absolutely sure. It had the typical lower counter which was being used as the bar. The area behind it was filled with coolers and storage. The dining room had counters against the wall were people sat. They had figure most tables had enough space for four, but only two people were seated there. So the counters on the walls made sense. When Osborn and I went in, there were probably a hundred people inside. All of them seemed to have...
It was hard to get everyone focused, but we were finally ready with the first load to be moved. I planned to rent one of those suite things in a local motel, till the barge house was ready. We tried to carry things we would need in that environment, without getting too bogged down in minutia. Since we had to get Osborn's car down as well she followed me. We had all manor of crap packed in my truck as well as her car. By the time we arrive in New Wales, the small coastal town across the bay...
I got back to the motel with a big bag filled with small swim suits. It never bothered me to be naked, but the small swim suit did bother me. Just crazy I know, but that the way life is crazy. Osborn hadn't returned, when I settled into the room. I went onto the Internet to look at pictures of the barge houses. None looked like what I was going to do, but they gave me ideas. I knew I wanted to get everything dry and painted to prevent more rust. I also knew that I wanted to get the three...