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Detective s Blues Chapter Six

Chapter Six I stared through the small window with shocked fascination at the surreal scene that unfolded before me. Jim Arlington was sitting on a stool with his hands cuffed behind his back and a sullen expression on his face as he was held in his seat by two of Rocco's muscle bound thugs. Rocco went through his wallet, emptied it out and held the driver's license up to Jim's bruised face. He nodded to a third hood who grabbed hold of him, shook him by his shirt collar and began...

Detective s Blues Chapter 10

Chapter Ten The wheels of the jet touched down onto the tarmac with a sudden screech, and the engines screamed as the pilot reversed their thrust. As the aircraft began to slow down, James Arlington squeezed my hand and smiled. "See, Janet? There's no reason to be afraid of flying. We made it just like I promised, safe and sound!" I smiled back at him, secretly pleased with James' concern for my welfare, even though it was somewhat misplaced. My name wasn't Janet, you see, nor was I...

Third Wheel Blues

Snow crunched under the tyres of the four by four as Tim pulled up onto the driveway outside the chalet. “Here we go,” he said. He leaned over to Fiona in the passenger seat and kissed her on the cheek before they both giggled and flung the doors open. In the back seat Lilly pulled her shawl closer around her shoulders. Why had she even bothered to come? She was selfish, that’s what it was. The boot flew open, letting in a gust of crisp, alpine air and she gasped. “Come on Lil,” Fiona said,...

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Learning the Smuggler s Blues

“So. Just what am I supposed to do with you, Sergeant?” I stood rigidly at attention and didn’t even really consider responding. It was clearly a rhetorical question. Nobody had actually wanted to hear what I had to say anyway. I was pretty certain some Colonel who I’d never even seen before didn’t want to hear it. I was also almost convinced I’d been sent over to him because every other Field Grade officer in the Division had worn themselves out berating me. The grim, bald Colonel looked up...

Marine Blues

It was 1983, I had just finished basic training and advanced infantry training, and was stationed at Camp Lejuene NC. After in processing, and arriving at my first duty station, I met the other members of my platoon. As it turns out one of the guys was from my hometown area, he grew up about 60 miles from me. Dave and I became friends quickly and he asked the first payday there, if I wanted to go out with him and his girlfriend. I didn't like being the third wheel and told him so, but, he said...

Christmas Blues at Random Valley Junction

There is a saying up here in the Appalachians, ‘If you don’t like the weather, just wait a few minutes!’ Usually, like now, it will turn to something worse. It had been the wettest autumn in southwest Virginia that anyone could remember. We’d had rain virtually non-stop for the last two weeks up here in the Blue Ridge Highlands and the nearby Appalachian Plateau just to our west. My boss back at the knowledge house was getting reports of mudslides and track washouts faster than my maintenance...

The Tomboy Blues

Megan was my next door neighbor, and that was both good and bad. I watched her grow up, and she was a delightful girl, though until she was fourteen you could hardly tell she was a girl at all. She was the quintessential tomboy. She was an only child of parents killed in a car crash, when she was about six or seven, and it was then she’d come to live with Alice, next door. Alice was her grandmother and she tried hard to take care of Megan, but was alone in the world herself. As a result, Megan...

The Tutor s Blues

If you were to ask me who my favorite teacher was I’d have to say it was Mrs. Hargraves. That’s because she was the one who asked me to tutor Lori Hutchinson in Algebra. I was a senior and a geek. I wasn’t a jock, nor was I popular. I wasn’t particularly good looking and I hadn’t dated more than once or twice my whole high school career. That’s because those dates were nightmares. I didn’t know what to say, or where to go or what to do. One girl actually told me she was bored and wanted to go...

Wedding Dress Blues

The ceremony had been beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful Mrs. Carol Oberwise had ever seen. With the entire wedding party in their perfect sharp tuxedos and their lace and silken gowns. The evening had turned out perfectly, warm and tranquil despite the light shower early that morning, nearly cloudless sky with a slight breeze coming in off the water as the afternoon started its slow change into evening, the air ripe with the delicate scent of jasmine. The sky was a brilliant blue with the...

Birthday Bitch Blues

Sally was forty four today; married for twenty years and she was more than a little annoyed her useless fucking husband; Roger; had forgotten her birthday. She was five foot eight tall medium build with 42 EE tits, her long blonde hair covering her shoulders and her pear shaped arse always looked great; because she exercised regularly. She had got up at her usual time of 7 am; hot and sweaty she headed for the bathroom. Her desire for a good fucking beginning to build; in the shower she reached...

The Last Wish BluesChapter 2

Bob was soaking in the whirlpool tub when Crystal opened the door and walked in like she belonged there. She went to the stero and pushed pause. Blue Oyster Cult suddenly went silent. “I told Rowdy I needed to see you as soon as you got back!” she said, almost stamping one foot. She had a clipboard in the crook of one arm. “I’m taking a bath, here, Crystal,” Bob commented dryly. “I can see that,” she said. “I’m not blind.” Crystal was twenty-five, the same age as Dannie, but the two women...

The Last Wish BluesChapter 9

She acted like breakfast was fine, but didn’t eat a lot. She had better taste than accepting powdered eggs and bacon with so many preservatives in it that it would last a year on the shelf in a vacuum sealed foil pouch. He explained what their goal was for the day. It was inevitable that cattle drifted, while they were on a pasture, and when they were moved to another pasture, it was inevitable that a few would be left behind. Steers were no big deal, though they got a little wild sometimes,...

The Babe Bike BluesChapter 6

Bob wasn't used to things being muddy or vague. Most of his adult life had been spent in an environment where things were pretty much black or white. Someone was the enemy ... or he wasn't. If he was the enemy, you killed him. If he wasn't, you watched him to make sure he wasn't. A task either needed doing or it didn't. Women were either candidates for bed games or they weren't. Jennifer was suddenly very vague indeed. She was blossoming, sexually. That much was clear. Even if it was...

Uncle Bob BluesChapter 5

During the next week at school, I watched as Bob took up with Amy and spent every free moment with her. He was doing what he naturally does when he's interested in a girl. I thought it kind of odd that everyone in the entire school, including the teachers, were interested in the turn of events -- that is until George Nelson sat down at our table in third period Chemistry and asked which of the girls I had put my money on. George is a nice guy, not to mention cute in a James Dean sort of...

Uncle Bob BluesChapter 6

I wasn't able to literally establish my "at arms-length" strategy on Saturday. From the time Amy and I got out of my truck, a remodeled '57 Chevy, her hands latched onto my arm like one of the clamps I use when helping Leldon in his wood-working shop. Not that I minded, that much. I would have to be a complete idiot to not appreciate having a pretty girl on my arm. I was just having trouble with the fact that as we strolled through the museum, she seemingly, somehow, kept getting closer...

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