This Is Why People Elope_Cornelius Clemens_Bubblegum Pie_Before the Credits Roll
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This Is Why People Elope
“I can see it now,” Antonio's fore fingers and thumbs on both hands framed the view from the lawn to the ocean. “We will put an archway here.” His arms make a wide sweeping motion as he starts to walk. The small entourage follows slowly behind. Antonio waves his arms around to gesture at his vision. “We’ll do a simple runner with white petals with one thousand filled seats with twenty foot ribbons flowing in the wind. And doves of course doves. Everything will be white. Flowers and bows and flowers and bows. There will be white cats… everywhere. Perhaps a white tiger. Oooh. I need to...
Cornelius Clemens
Pearce, Arizona, is a small mining town just southeast of Tucson. The year is 1895, and it’s late August. The sun is blazing hot as a small traveling cabana rolls into town. The driver pulls to a stop at the far end of the main street and climbs down to look around. He’s a little disappointed because he had figured a gold mining town would look more prosperous.His name is Cornelius Clemens, and his trade is to sell snake oil to the unsuspecting. He is a flimflam artist, a con-man, and a swindler. Cornelius’ primary objective is to relieve the good people of Pearce of as much money as possibl...
Bubblegum Pie
‘I quit,’ says April Stanton, leaning on the countertop. She stares vacantly through the window of the truck stop at the heat rippling on the old highway. Her lips smack as she chews a wad of pink bubblegum. ‘This truck stop is as dead as a doornail.’Andrew Stanton, April’s father, looks at the dilapidated diner directly next to the truck stop. The desert has its own plans if Andrew doesn’t fix up the building soon. ‘The truck stop is not dead, April. It’s just in torpor.’And what about the diner? April thinks, folding a fresh stick of strawberry satisfaction in half with her tongue and chewin...
Before the Credits Roll
Portia’s hand tightens excitedly on Reed’s hand. The screen flashes brilliantly, only for a moment, and then goes dark. It’s the kind of sudden change in light that disorients. Where your mind cwww.onedoor.ccan’t keep up with your eyes and the darkness seems to swirl with color. The theater seems pitch black. Any second, Reed thinks, the credits will roll and the theater will again fill with light. Any second, he’s sure, there will be the shuffle of feet, the excited murmurs of couples or friends or lone strangers seeking conversation. Popcorn will crunch and ice will rattle. They’ll make their way outside ...