Bad Luck_GETTING-TOGETHER_Rapture in a Parking Lot_The Mystery of Finn (byline Tracy Blane)
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Bad Luck
Bad luck was sort of Reg’s thing. He didn’t think Jess understood the scope of it, although she’d probably heard his friends joking around. You must’ve really screwed up in a past life, they’d say. Maybe you were a serial killer, or a terrorist. An unholy Pope, or a corrupt politician. Still, he wasn’t sure how prepared she was to spend a weekend with him out in a cabin. Something bad was going to happen. Many bad things would happen. It was fact. For all she had planned, he would be surprised if they got through half the list. Jess had taken a call, and he stood in the kitchen, watching the s...
GETTING-TOGETHER
I.“Yeleee, yele!” someone shouted in the tense and unmoving traffic.We have been stuck for the past thrirty minutes after leaving the hotel. I had been with Nife, my new Sugar baby, I went on practicing the lie I would offer up to my wife whenever she asked where I had been. She wouldn't believe me but neither would she know the truth.I strained my neck out to see whom it was. I looked around knowing fully well the person would call again.“Yele! Oko Basira.”I grinned.No one had called me that in ages and I haven't seen or heard from Basira since she left the city so many years ago.I recognized...
Rapture in a Parking Lot
At precisely six o’clock in the afternoon on May 21, 2011, Walter "Walt" Barston Jr., fifty-two-years-old and of no fixed address, stood in the crowded parking lot of KQRZ 89、7 FM in Oakland, California, his arms aloft in the shape of a ‘V’, palms skyward, head tilted back, eyes closed.He wore loose-fitting, pleated and cuffed blue jeans held up with a worn black leather belt. His white tee shirt was stretched tight over his distended belly and imprinted with large, block letters with the question, “Have You Heard the Awesome News?” On his feet were thick-soled Reeboks with orthopedic inserts ...
The Mystery of Finn (byline Tracy Blane)
“Tracy! What's up?” asked Bob Schlagel. As she walked into Bob’s Best Bakery shivering. Bob could see that Tracy was unusually nervous. Normawww.onedoor.cclly she was pretty laid back and kept it together when she was under pressure. “You need a to drink that coffee, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” said Bob “Oh, Bob, if you only knew how close that was to the truth” replied Tracy Blane. Bob grew concerned. “Are you okay?” He asked. Tracy slapped a smile on her face as she realized that Katrina was coming over to the table where she and Bob were sitting. She said, “Tracy I need to borrow Bob for just...