Prodigal Blues
“…sorryweDIDNOTHAVEtimetoCLEANtheroombutYOUARETHEonewhowantedtoGEToutbeforethePOLICEgotthereDONOTstartfightingWITHeachothernotNOWWEaREalmostdone… The second thing that registered was the pain in my face; it was dulled somewhat, but it still throbbed back into my skull; the continuous bumps and jostles didn't help any.
…ohgodiamsoSCAREDwhatifHEISreallyhurtBADANDwecannotgetHIMtoWILLyouBEQUIETyouare gettingthomasUPSETwhataboutme….
The next thing to hit home was the taste of a metallic-snot furball ...lodged between my tongue and throat; I tried to lift myself awake and pull in a breath so I could hawk it up but my head weighed about fifty pounds, so I decided to blow my nose instead.
The radio was playing a Marshall Tucker Band song, "Take The Highway." I always liked that song.
I reached for my handkerchief. Something rattled and clinked and my arm just stopped. A sharp pain encircled my wrist; someone with an ice-cold iron hand was wrenching it away from me.
I tried pulling free but whoever had hold wasn't going along with things; that didn't stop me from trying again.MoreLess
…ohgodiamsoSCAREDwhatifHEISreallyhurtBADANDwecannotgetHIMtoWILLyouBEQUIETyouare gettingthomasUPSETwhataboutme….
The next thing to hit home was the taste of a metallic-snot furball ...lodged between my tongue and throat; I tried to lift myself awake and pull in a breath so I could hawk it up but my head weighed about fifty pounds, so I decided to blow my nose instead.
The radio was playing a Marshall Tucker Band song, "Take The Highway." I always liked that song.
I reached for my handkerchief. Something rattled and clinked and my arm just stopped. A sharp pain encircled my wrist; someone with an ice-cold iron hand was wrenching it away from me.
I tried pulling free but whoever had hold wasn't going along with things; that didn't stop me from trying again.MoreLess
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