Saturday, April 09, 2005


Chapter 17

When Eustace K. Dobbs got out of the truck he did not do what a body would expect. He began to do a simple hill dance and slap his heels as he jumped and sang.

Hey did diddle
The piggy's in the middle
The farmer grabs the bucket
The knife goes down the middle

This was the song that had made his father famous, the song that all people knew. It was a famous holiday song. The boy's papa was taken aback, as he like all people had good memories of this song.

Eustace advanced on the boy's papa, who stood transfixed by the familiar voice singing the old holiday song. Even though the voice was broken, the Dobbs family tone was unmistakable.

Friday, April 01, 2005


Chapter 16

The boy's papa slid carefully under the truck as its engine screamed. He had good knowledge of motors and knew where to cut the fuel line. Soon the scream of the engine died down like a pony that has been shot in the heart and starts to accept that it is passing from this earth.

He found a gun under some leaves nearby, and pointed it at the truck as he slowly advanced.

"I don't want to shoot you," he said. "I don't wait to shoot you in the brain."

The man in the truck said nothing. The boy's papa did not know that he was peaking on his acid trip.

"...But I will shoot you," he continued, "if you don't get out of that truck."

From down in the hole many of the girls screamed that they wanted help. But he knew that the best help he could give them was to subdue their captor.

Eustace peered out the window and to his high mind the boy's papa looked like he was a Chinese waiter holding a delicious tray of spiced, steaming won tons. In his mind he thought he stayed in the truck and told the man to bring him the won tons, but in reality he got out of the truck and advanced on the boy's papa.

The boy's papa was surprised to see the man wearing a police officer's uniform. But something wasn't right: the uniform was far too large for his frame. He knew right away that this cop was spurious.

His finger tightened on the trigger of the gun.

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