Eve, wow.. I think we MUST be on a wave length! but then EV.. EaglesVet.. see?? anyway.. Im back. WT and Marjorie and I came up with a LOT of fun new ideas *G* so get ready!! (I need to unpack and change, shower etc.. Ill be back tho...)
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Eve, wow.. I think we MUST be on a wave length! but then EV.. EaglesVet.. see?? anyway.. Im back. WT and Marjorie and I came up with a LOT of fun new ideas *G* so get ready!! (I need to unpack and change, shower etc.. Ill be back tho...)
I think that wavelength is because we are about the same age...when he was young, my son used to believe that people are kids until they are 50, and would tell people that--God love him! So we still have a few more years of childhood--yea!!
Are the friends you traveled with this weekend Border members, or just willing to indulge your addictions/devotions?
WildThyme is a border member and we *may* get Marjorie here too after this weekend. She's heard all about it LOL Im going to shower and get changed, start some laundry and settle in for the night, then I'll be back :)
Ok kids, Here's what we came up with so far....*G*
Back at the sad cafe...
Sheriff Soda held fast and firm to her siwft action guitar pointed directly at Tim, who's eyes held tight to it's deadly strato-action.
"I Know how to use this Schmitt so you gotta ask yourself, Do you feel fast? Do you feel lucky? or will you see the Hangin' Tree?"
Tim raised his hands and backed away from Sheriff Soda carefully. "Now Sheriff," Tim grinned a wide smile that would have charmed The Pretty Maids in a New York Minute "you know Im as Harmless as a Nightingale. Im a lover, not a fighter."
Sheriff Soda swung her Strat toward Almanzo and said "Henley!"
Almanzo sat up straight and looked nervously at the Sheriff. "Well now Sheriff, You're partially right. I am A Henley, but Im not Don. Im his twin brother Almanzo."
"HA!" Gafawed Sherriff Soda and aimed her Strat directly at his heart.
Almanzo stood, stepped carefully towards the Sheriff and swiflty removed his glasses. His bright blue eyes shining in the glint from the neon sign.
"Well I'll be a Witchy Woman! you aint got Lyin Eyes! You're not Henley!" The Sheriff declared.
"No ma'am. The Henley you're talking about is my brother, and he's Out Of Control." Almanzo said.
Just then the door burst open and a lovely young woman flew in the door "Oh Almanzo! My Love! you are hurt!" She rushed into Almanzo's arms and held him tight.
"Danielle! What are you doing here?" Almanzo held the beautiful young woman. "Don is dangerous! you're not safe!"
"Almanzo, you are limping! This is not good! Have you been injured?" Danielle fell to her knees to examine Almanzo's bad leg.
"No," Almanzo grinned sheepishly "It's these cowboy boots, they're giving me blisters."
"OH Those Shoes!" Danielle uttered disdainfully. "I told you not to buy them. I dont care HOW pretty they are!"
"But Honnneeyyyy....." whined the big man "They're red! and you know how good I look in red!"
Danielle caressed Almanzo's cheek and coo'd to him like a baby, "Yes I know darling, but they are hurting you! and that is bad!"
Almanzo sighed and leaned on Danielle. "You are right. Let's go change these things. Did you bring my nikes?" And the two of them limped out the door.
During the distraction, Tim pushed Willie towards the back door. She turned to him and whispered "Im not going anywhere! That crazy woman with the big guitar might hurt you!"
Tim pulled her close and whispered back "I can handle her. I know what she wants. Get us a room at the Last Resort and I'll meet you there as soon as Im finished here." He kisseed her deep and hard then pusheed her out the door and shut it tight.
"SCHMITT!" Sheriff Soda yells "Dont you try and sneak out the back door like Just another lonely boy in town. You know what I want." Sherriff Soda smiled a vicious smile and leered hungrily at Tim.
Tim's face went white, he backed away slowly and stammered. "I..I.. cant.. I dont... I dont do that anymore..."
...... *G*
It's my pleasure GA!Quote:
Originally Posted by Glennsallnighter
I have no idea (I do have an idea but don;t know if that's been continued :lol:)
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Originally Posted by ticky
*sigh* Rhondaaaaaaaaaaa :heart:
A Continued story on mine, (just to help GA :angel:) And a little part on Ticky's :) (will continue on yours this afternoon, Ticky! :))
Lisa looked at Glenn as he was a crazy man. "What do you mean with taking a ride?" she asked and she didn't want to take a long ride, because she needed to work out that afternoon together with Glenn on 'The Heat Is On' (I know you love it Lisa!). "Just a little ride." Glenn said and he also looked at Don, "You're idea or mine?" Glenn said. Don didn't answer his question, but he turned around and walked away. "Don, what's wrong?" I asked him when we stood alone on a corner of The Last Resort. "It's..just.." Don said and he looked away from me. "It's just what?" I asked him and I lay my hand on his cheek. "Hey, come on. Tell me what's wrong" I whispered. "You can Help Me Thru The Night, but I can't help you.." Don said. "That's the whole story? You can help me thru the night, we had the night of our lives!" I said to him and I looked at him. His deep blue eyes became wet and there rolled a tear over his cheek. "No, it's Almanzo.." Don said and he stopped talking. "Almanzo.. is he here?" I stammer. "Yes, why you ask?" Don ask me and he saw the fear in my eyes. "What did he do to you? Did he hurt you?" he asked and he pull my body against him. "No..thing.." I said slowly but I did know that Don didn't want to believe me. "What is he, your man?" Don asked me. "No, he's not My Man" I said and I started to cry. "You're My Man Don! I want you not Almanzo!" I said, but I knew I couldn't choice. "He is my twin brother, but he's strange" Don said and he rushed his hand through my hair. "It's just like Doolin-Dalton" I said and we started to laugh a little. "Hey, it's your decision..me or Almanzo" Don said and he gave me a kiss in my hair.
"Done?" Glenn asked when we walked back to the others. "Hmm..kind of" Don said. "Ok, I'm suggesting that we are driving to the other side of the valley and take some nice pictures and that we're continuing to the Sad Cafe for some food and than we're going back to the Last Resort and take at 5 PM diner together and than we're having a fun evening with a lot of drinks and than we're heading to bed." Glenn said that fast. "Wait, I have to work that through my brains" Joe said and he smiled. "Oh Joe" Rhonda said. "Haha, Joe just Take It Easy man we have time enough" Don said and Joe sat down on the ground and he closed his eyes. "Ok, I'm in! Let's go!" Joe said and he run to the car. "Who's driving in the front?" Willie asked and she prayed that she and Timothy didn't have to drive in the front. "You?" Lisa smiled and she laugh. "No, not us" Willie said and she looked to me and Don. "OHNO Noway!" we both said the same time. "It's a Long Run, I'm not going to drive in the front! We're losing on the highway" Don said. "And payed heavily bills?" Glenn joke. "Too many!" I said and smiled a little. "Well, let's go!" Rhonda shout and we walked to our cars, up to the valley.
Somewhere on the desert highway Glenn stopped (he and Lisa were in the front). "Wo man, why do you stop what did you see?" Joe asked. Glenn and Lisa were in the front, than Joe and Rhonda, Willie and Timothy and we ended up after in the line. "This is a Journey Of The Sorcerer" Glenn said and he walked to us. "Any idea?" he asked Don. "Don't you have a GPS System?" Don said and he looked at Glenn's car. "No, do you?" Glenn asked and Don said yes. "Ok, guys Don and Danielle in the front!" Glenn shout and I looked at Don and I did that I killed him. "You bastard!" I said when we were driving to the front of the line. "Hey, we're driving in the front, let's get wild!" Don said and he accelerate. "How fast are we going?" I asked him when we were somewhere racing over the highway. "Uh,...fast" Don said and he smiled. "Fast..fast..OH MAN!" I said.
After 2 hours Don stopped the car and he looked to the GPS System. "Are we lose on the damn highway?" I asked him and laugh. "No, but I have no idea where Glenn should be" Don said and he stepped out of the car, I also did and we walked to the others. "Where are Glenn and Lisa?" Timothy asked when we stood next to them. "I have no idea" Joe said and Rhonda grape Joe's phone and called to Lisa. "They don't answer" Rhonda said and he looked afraid. "They'll be alright" we heard somewhere out of the valley. "Who said that?" Willie said and she screamed. "Hahahaha, lol!" we heard again. "Oh my..LISA!" Rhonda, Willie and I shout. "Hi ladies" Glenn said from behind a rock. "Isn't it fun?" Lisa asked and she walked to us. "Haha, Woow, that's crazy!" Willie said and she started to laugh. "Glenn, how did you come here?" Don asked him. "He, you're an Outlaw Man, you're turning the car up to 150 KM, we saw at the last exit a sign with the valley, and you guys just drive through so we thought "let's make some fun with them!"" Glenn said and he shook Don's hand. "Next time, just call" Joe said and he had a big smile on his face. "Yes, we will" Lisa said.
We had a lot of fun at the valley and we toke a lot of pictures.
"SMILE BABY SMILE!" Glenn shout from a rock. "Where are you?" Lisa shout and she laugh. "Somewhere, my darling, somewhere" Glenn said and suddenly she felt a hand on her waist. "Hi there, gorgeous beauty" Glenn whispered and he toke Lisa with him.
"Everybody Knows what they're going to do!" Rhonda joked and I had to admit with her. Don and Joe were sitting on a rock and they talked about the trip. "Joe?" Don asked. "Don?" Joe asked. They both started to laugh. "You're not gonna tell me that you want to propose Danielle" Joe joked and he lay down on the ground of laughing. "No, not really I guess" Don said and he looked at Joe. "Come Rain Or Come Shine?" Timothy asked and he came sit down with them. "I hope shine" Don said and he had a sigh. "What's up, not going good between you and her?" Timothy asked. "Not really" Don said. "Willie? Give a minute, make it yourself comfortable!" Timothy said to Willie and she sat down. "Ok, Don, you have to show her how much you love her." Timothy said and he excused and walked with Willie to a rock to make some photos. "Yeh, and what happens after that?" Don asked. "Just rock her in the night, you can do that" Joe said. "Talk to her, say how much you love her, just CRY MAN!" Joe said. "It's just like The Garden Of Allah" Joe said and Don knew he was right, he stood up and walked to me. "Danielle, I want to talk" Don said and he waited till I stood up, we walked to a lonely place and we sat down. "What do you want to say?" I asked him. "I've got the feeling that there's something going on between us" Don said. "Like what?" i asked again. "I don't know..that's the problem" Don said. "I'm Part Of You, you're Part Of Me" I said to Don and he looked at me. "You know..Everything Is Different Now after that night." Don said and he toke my hand. "I will love till I die, and longer.. but you have to love me too" Don said and he put his arm around me. "I will, I will promise you that" I said to him and lay my head on his chest. "I know you will, you know..I Can't Stand Still if I see you with Almanzo" Don said slowly. "Why not, he's a nice guy" I said but I knew Don didn't like him. "I can't stand him!" Don said. "I know you don't, but he has something what's mine" I said and I stopped. "What does he has?" Don ask me and I didn't say anything. I closed my eyes and tried to hide my tears. "He proposed me..and I said yes..but I don't want to marry with him, I want to marry you!" I said a little to loud and the other could hear it. "You want what?" Don asked. "Don, I don't want to marry Almanzo.." I said and I cried a little. "We got to do something to that!" Don said and he thought about a little revenge. "Danielle?" he asked. "Yes?" I asked him. "Will you marry me, instead of Almanzo?" Don asked and he toke my hand. "I do!" I shout and I hugged Don. "True Love" Glenn said when he and Lisa looked at us from above a rock.
"We've got to goooooooo" Joe shouted from the cars. Don and I walked to the car and Lisa and Glenn came from the rock also to the car. "Girl, how sweet of Don" Lisa said and she smiled. "I wanna be your witness!" she joked. "Sure, why not?" I said and Lisa smiled.
"Honey, we've got to go." Don said and he toke my hand. "See you at the Sad Cafe folks!" we all said and we drove away...
:inlove:
Ticky's story continue:
Timothy tried to get away from Sheriff Soda, but he didn't came far.. Sheriff Soda was too fast for Timothy, so she cached him... "I don't, no I don't! Nooooooo" Timothy screamed and suddenly he heard his name, Almanzo and Joe were standing above Timothy and looked down to him. "You're ok?" Almanzo asked him, when Timothy opened his eyes. "What happened?" Timothy asked him. "You were out On The Border last night and you ended up here" Joe said and he and Almanzo pulled him up. Willie sat on a table and Lisa and I stood at the bar. "Honey, you're ok?" Willie said and she stood up and hugged Timothy. "Yeh, I guess" said Timothy. "It's was a heavy night" I said and looked at Lisa. "Oh yes, it was" she replied. "I thought it was something with a Smugglers Blues" Glenn said and he came also standing next to Timothy. "How Long girls?" Timothy asked us and he received a glass of water. "All Night Long" Willie, Lisa and I said together. "You know? If it didn't ended up like this, I should say that you were too Busy Being Fabulous" Joe said and he tried make Timothy smile, and it worked Timothy smiled. "Thanks Joe" he said. Almanzo walked to me and he put his arm around my waiste. "So, it was a night, wasn't it?" he said and we all agreed. "I need sleep" I said and yawned. "Yeh, I think we all do, and Tim at special" Glenn said and he walked to Lisa. "We going back to the Last Resort, don't know what you guys going to do" Lisa said and she and Glenn walked away.
"Oh, please Almanzo, promise me one thing" I said when we walked to the car. "And that would be, my darling?" he said and he laughed. "NEVER where Those Shoes again!" I said and also started to laugh. "Why not? I like my shoes, they only hurt my feet a little, but hey!" he said and he started the car. "Yes, maybe you do, but I don't!" I said. "You've got gorgeous blue eyes and you wear RED Cowboy boots... and I can't stand you in red, you know that" I said softly and turned out a little red. "I do know that, but that's why I wear them, because you can give me whatever I want" he said. "I'm not Don, as you know.. and I don't want the same things you gave him.. but please will you promise me one thing?, don't go to him or talk to him again.. he's dangerous and you have a history with him" Almanzo said. "It was a pretty hot history" I replied. "Oh believe me, I know that" Almanzo said and he looked at me. "I was there when Don toke you home for the first time, I was there when you guys did some things, and I was there when he hurt you" Almanzo said again. I knew that he was right, but was I still feeling something for Don?
"Hey, are that Rhonda and Joe?" I asked and looked outside the window. There stood a car besides the dark desert highway and there stood somebody at the other side of the road. "Just stop over there Almanzo" I said and he stopped. I stepped out of the car and walked to Rhonda. "What happened?" I asked her and she looked at me. "Joe didn't put some gasoline in the car and now we're stuck." Rhonda said. "Hey, I'm just an Ordinary Average Guy! I can forget things" Joe said and he walked to Almanzo. "Danielle?" Almanzo asked. "Hmm?" I asked him. "Should we take them with us?" Almanzo asked me and he walked together with Joe to Rhonda and me. "Do we have a choice?" I asked them, and Joe and Rhonda looked at each other. "Well, you guys don't have to take us if you won't." Joe said and he smiled softly. "Oh Joe, why do I love you?" I joked. "Because you're a Victim Of Love?" he said and he smiled. "I am a victim of love.." I said slowly. Almanzo looked down to the ground. "Oh, sorry..didn't know that" Joe said and he hugged me. "Rhonda, let's go, before we're going to fight here about the song on the radio" I said and we run to the car. "Hey, the Radio Song isn't going to play! REMEMBER THAT!" Almanzo joked and Joe started to laugh. "We will pick up your car tomorrow, first we get some gasoline" Almanzo said and he and Joe walked also the car...
Amen :angel:
*sigh* I cant believe this but an entire chapter of the story was lost. I *thought* I posted it this afternoon, but now it's GONE! so.... I'll rewrite it. In my own defense, I think I was running a fever and just forgot to hit submit.
Awwwhhh! :( Hope you remembered the story!Quote:
Originally Posted by ticky
Good because I'm dying to know what sheriff Soda was going to do to Timothy!!! :sword: And what doesn't Timothy do anymore? hhmm?Quote:
Originally Posted by ticky
Ok, before I address Tim and Soda, lets see what happened BEHIND the Sad Cafe hmmmm........
Willie stood at the closed back door of the Sad Cafe with a blank expression pondering her situation. What just happened? Where'd Tim go? What did that crazy woman want him to do? What do I do with my Heart?, How Long?, Who's this hot guy walking towards her? IF a train leaves it's station traveling north at 75 miles an hour at 3pm....
"'scuse me miss?" a very attractive man dressed in a blue plaid shirt, jean and work boots was talking to her. Willie managed to shake off her reverie and look at him. He had deep blue eyes and his dark brown hair was tousled and hung down to his ears.
"Howdy, My name is Frank, Frank Frey, but most people 'round here call me Farmer Frank." He smiled and her knees went a little weak. He had perfect white teeth and a smile that would melt steel.
Willie extended her hand and Farmer Frank shook it with gusto which shook Willie a little too!
"I was just wondering if you had seen a stranger 'round? I was expecting my new ranch hand to arrive here today and so far I havent seen hide nor hair! His name is Willie." Farmer Frank was speaking to her but looking around for his lost ranch hand.
Willie smiled a bright confident smile. She was used to this, she was also used to people underestimating her abilities as a ranch hand.
"That would be me Mr. Frey! I am Willie!"
Farmer Frank stared at her with his jaw hanging open and stuttered a bit "uh..yyou? bbut I thought.. I mean.. you're a.. a..what I mean is.. you're not a b.b..b.. "
Willie laughed.
"It's alright Mr. Frey. I'm a woman, but Im used to hard work, Ranch work. I know what needs to be done."
Farmer Frank grinned and said "First of all, Im Frank, or Farmer Frank, Mr. Frey gets a little formal for my tastes and it gets a little confusing as my identical twin cousin is Mr.Frey too. We may look the same, but we're nothing a like."
Farmer Frank looked long at Willie and scratched his head.
"I wish I'd known you were a g.. uhh woman. See, I need a ranch hand. The work I have is hard, back breaking work. It's roping and riding and hauling. Caring for livestock and mending fences. I need a cowboy!"
Willie turned on her charm. Farmer Frey visibly melted a little. Willie's 100 watt smile always had that effect on men.
"Mr. F.. uhh I mean Frank. When I was 13 my father was struck down by a weak heart. He didnt die, but he could no longer work the ranch. It was just he and I there, but I had nothing else. *I* ran that ranch till my father passed away last year and the bank took it" Willies eyes moistened and she looked away.
"I'm an excellent worker and can do anything a man can do twice as fast and twice as much"
Farmer Frank was taken aback by Willies sheer determination and her story had touched him.
"Well, alright Willie. I'll give you a try and we'll see how it works out. I cant guarantee anything though. I wont pull any punches. The work is hard!"
Willie grinned. "A chance is all I ask." She held out her hand and Farmer Frank shook it.
Just then the back door swung open and out stepped Tim looking flushed and tired. He looked at the two of them and smiled at Willie.
"I see you two have come to an agreement. So you got a new hand, Frank?" Tim smiled broadly at the Farmer.
"Sure do!" said Farmer Frank. "A pretty one too! You can never have Too Many Hands"
Tim pulled Willie close and kissed her cheek.
"Im glad you got the job, Baby."
Farmer Frank watched Willie's glowing face and bright smile as she looked at her Hero, Tim. Frank looked a little sad and disappointed.
A slamming door, the sound of angry foot steps in the gravel and not so quiet cursing floated across the parking lot to the small group standing behind the cafe. Lisa, the waitress was stomping towards the group. Her hair was disheveled and she had no shoes on and she was cursing like a sailor!
"Lisa! Awe honey! Did Glenn get you again?" Tim asked with concern.
Lisa glared daggers at Tim. "HE diidnt get me. I LET him get me. The Bastard! When will I ever learn?" and Lisa broke down crying.
Farmer Frank cradled her in his arms as she cried.
"That damn cousin of mine. He has no idea how good he has it." Frank looked into Lisa's eyes and said "Oh, Weeping woman try to smile, like the coming dawn, most of us are sad it's true, still we must go on"
Lisa sniffled a little and looked deep into Frank's eyes and saw the truth for the first time. "It was YOU! the whole time!"
Frank blushed deeply and let go of Lisa.
"I.. I uhh dont know what you mean." Frank laughed nervously.
"YOU! you wrote those letters! you left me the wild flowers! YOU were singing beneath my bedroom window! OF COURSE! How could I have been so dumb! I thought it was Glenn! but he would NEVER do those things! It was YOU!" with that Lisa threw her arms around Franks neck and kissed him deeply.
"I uhh, we'll go get Willie all settled at the ranch" Tim said as he ushered Willie off down the road.
Frank had no idea what to do at first, then gave in to his deep and hidden emotions and held Lisa close to him as he kissed her back....
More later :)
heheheheehehee... abuse?? nooo... not abuse *G* use like a kleenex and toss away?? perhaps *G*Quote:
Originally Posted by sodascouts
Soda, Timmy never would be hurt :)
Ticky, I love your story! Yeah! Frank Frey, great name!
Ok kids, Sheriff Soda says Play nice, so lets keep this A list only. No working blue.. (no naughty stuff) so with a little bit of revision... here's some more...
Tim stared at Sheriff Soda's big shiny strat and quivered. It'd been years. The last time he'd nearly killed a man. He'd been a Desperado then. He'd lived in Bitter Creek and his twisted fate had found him out. And now, here was the Sheriff, calling him out one more time.
She was cool water, Her Momma taught her, she was the best. Tim knew he didnt stand a chance, but she wasnt going to back down... and he couldnt.
Sheriff Soda's hands twitched across the E string. Tim whipped his ax around and aimed it right at the Sheriff. The next few minutes were a blurr of fingers, strings and sounds. Hendrix, King, Walsh, Clapton, Page, Beck, even Ravel and Bach. Riffs flew through the air like bullets! When it all ended and the smoke cleared, Tim was on his hands and knees, panting, his head down, sweat dripping from him like tears. Sheriff Soda stood over him holding her Strat bent backwards, panting and sweating as well, but still standing. She stood straight and grinned.
"you know the rules Schmit, the one left standing..." Sheriff Soda holstered her Strat and put on her raybans. She started to walk to the door then stopped.
"I'll give you this much though. You give great guitar!" the Sheriff laughed and walked out the door. She mounted her Harley and rode off into the sunset down Seven Bridges Road.
Tim sat on the floor heavily. He spent a moment catching his breath then smiled to himself. He'd given that to her. He hadnt had to loose. It would have been easy. One Joe Satriani or Stevie Ray Vaughan and she'd been his. But now it was over. Word would get out and he'd be free. No more fights, and now he had a reason to live, and she was waiting for him at the Last Resort. Tim stood, dusted himself off, holstered his ax and headed for the back door.
Ticky you are so good at this. I never see what's coming!!
me either!! *G* and thanks :)
Ticky, you're great girl! :)
Ticky! Wow! This is getting better and better!
Ok, Joe and I need a little attention.... *G* The PG 13 version...
I stepped out of the shower and dried my hair with a towel. The I quicky grabbed a comb and tamed the wild afro. Once I looked more human then Meg Ryan-esque (I mean Meg Ryan in "When A Man Loves A Woman" not the quaffed Meg Ryan) I wrapped a towel around myself and walked quietly into the room. Joe lay asleep on his stomache on the bed. A sheet lay across his hips and his skin was a deep tan contrast to the white sheets. It made my heart skip a beat. His tousled blond hair swept across the pillow hiding his face in a curtain of soft blond waves. His back lifted and fell with deep breaths.
"Gosh he's purdy" I thought to myself and grinned.
I leaned against the door jam. What the heck was I thinking? Thinking had had nothing to do with it. What now? After The Thrill Is Gone. Not quite lovers, not quite friends. Panic started to set in. I started to look for the exit thinking only of escape, then he stirred. His bright, shiny green eyes opened and looked at me. He smiled. I drooled. Damn. I have GOT to learn to control that. I wiped my face and smiled back. He held up his hand and beckoned to me. I had no control over my knees and they took me to the bed. Somewhere along the way I lost my towel. Uhoh. Fortunately, Joe had a sheet he was willing to share with me, and he did.
It took me a few hours to get out of that sheet and into my clothes. Well, mostly my clothes. Joe lent me a t-shirt as I was in dire need to sing the All Night Laundromat Blues. He said I looked better in it then he did anyway. I really needed to wash everything I owned but my shoes, and even those looked a bit grubby, but I wasnt too concerned.
Joe stepped out of the bathroom looking showered and clean and completely edible.
"I must be hungry" I thought to myself.
"You must be hungry!" Joe said. "Im starved, let's head over to the Sad Cafe. If Lisa's feeling up to it, she makes a mean Denver Omlet!" He leaned over and kissed my cheek then took my hand and we headed for the greasy spoon for some much needed sustainence.
more later :)
Has Lisa managed to get her job back after her fling?
The Sad Cafe is pretty loose and easy going about their hiring/firing policies. It's possible Lisa is owner or partial owner of The Sad Cafe or could be she just has close ties to the owner. I dunno... it's all yet to come! it COULD be that the Sad Cafe is mearly a metaphore kind of like the cafe in Bus Stop! Hmm.....
Also, Lisa's fling with Mr.Smoothy is an on-going situation that's known by the town (how embarassing for her!) but now that Farmer Frank is involved things may change!
Who needs the daytime soaps when we have Ticky?
The Sad Cafe looked abandon and disheveled. Salt shakers lay on their sides and cups were tipped over, coffee dribbled off the end of one of the tables and into a puddle on the floor.
Joe looked around confused. I grabbed a napkin and begin to mop up the coffee puddle.
"Something's happened here. I mean the Sad Cafe has never been a becon of cleanliness but this is even worse then usual." Joe crossed to the counter and leaned over towards the kitchen.
"Hello?" no answer.
"Lisa? you there?" .....no answer.
"Well, we cant just let it sit like this! Lisa will loose her job!" I picked up a few glasses and headed towards the kitchen.
Joe smiled. "I doubt that. She owns the place"
I cringed. "Lucky girl."
"Her mother left it to her. It's her only means of support but it does keep her tied to Eaglesville." Joe said as he picked up a few over turned salt shakers and wiped off a table.
"Eaglesville?" I said skeptically.
"Yep! Thats the name of our quaint little burg here" Joe smiled at me. My knees quaked a little and I nearly dropped the coffee cups I was carrying.
"I see, are there Eagles here?" I asked as I turned away and looked for a washer.
"OH yeah! everywhere you look!" Joe smiled to himself. "you'd be surprised how close they are."
"I'll have to keep my eyes open then." I said as I piled the dishes in the sink. No washer. OH fun. I picked up a dish rag and headed towards the front to wipe down some of the tables.
"It looks like someone had a battle in here!" Joe stood up and looked around him.
"You mean like a gun fight?" I said. My eyes wide with disbelief.
"Well, kind of. Things work a little differently in Eaglesville. It was probably Sheriff Soda and Tim. She's been gunnin' for him for a long time."
"Do you think she hurt him?" I asked worried for the poor man. He'd seemed like such a gentle soul and the thought of some gun slinger sheriff aiming her loaded pistol at him had me deeply concerned for his safety.
Joe laughed softly. "Maybe just his ego. See, we do our fightin' with our ax's"
"AXES????? DEAR GOD!!!!" I was horrified. I dropped a cup. It broke.
Joe Laughed loud and deeply. "OH no, no no no.. not THAT kind of ax." He grinned at me. drool, damn. Joe walked over and picked up the broken pieces. He stood much too close to me, reached behind me and dropped the broken pieces into the trash.
I sighed. "I thought you were going to...."
He kissed me.
A woman came in the front door. She was dressed in biking shorts and a tank top. She was covered in sweat and looked like she might drop on the spot. Joe rushed over to her and helped her to a booth.
"Are you alright?" He asked the poor, frazzled woman.
She nodded, unable to talk just yet. I brought her a glass of water and a towel. She sipped the water and took some deep breaths, mopped her head with the towel.
"Thank you" she whispered. "I dont know what happened. I went for a Long Run down Seven Bridges Road and got lost! I usually turn around at Bitter Creek but I wanted to out run The Midnight Flyer. Silly I know, it being a train, but it's always blocking my way when I get to the crossroads and I wanted to Take The Devil this time. So I decided to run to the next crossroads. But then I was lost." she gulped some air, sipped some water and mopped her brow. "I've been Running On Empty~ (Ok I cheated... sue me.)~ for hours. This is the first place I saw."
Joe looked at me then at her. "The next crossroads down Seven Bridges Road is 23 miles away. You've been running a marathon."
"23 miles? then add 7 miles from the crossroads to my house. Thats 30 miles!"
She was stunned. She looked up at Joe, then at me and smiled. "OH Im Brooke by the way." and she held out her hand for each of us to shake.
"It's very nice to meet you, Brooke" I said and returned her smile.
Joe took her hand and kissed it softly " Very nice indeed!" he said. I kicked him.
"OOF," he grinned sheepishly up at me. "Sorry, honey"
I glared.
Lisa realised that there was far more to life than serving omelets in a greasy diner. However things worked out for her and Glenn, he had opened her eyes to having a good time. She would never darken the door of the Sad cafe again.....................except perhaps to buy it!Quote:
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However, she would not let her friends down either. So she rustled the ingredients for the Denver omelet together, bought a fr(e!)ypan and a camp stove and headed off to the desert.........with Glenn......and Frank......and their friends...........
What the others didn't know was that Lisa had actually lost her ownership of the Sad cafe to a ramblin gamblin man who had passed in the night.....and conned her out of everything. His only concession to her was to allow her to work there to his exacting standards under the eagle eye of his brother, for a meagre salary!
OO Lisa! we're thinking on the same wave length! I just had an idea for a city slicker coming to town.. hmm...
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:hilarious: Is that even genetically possible?
No idea, but what a nice concept huh?
Very nice :mrgreen:
and what's gonna happen with Danielle, Don and Almanzo? :lol:
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His name was Don......F*****
Mean while, back at the Ranch... *G*
Willie wasnt quite sure where to settle her few things. The Bunkhouse was full of noise and dangerous boys, the other Ranch Hands and they were thrilled to see her coming! Thankfully for Willie's sake, Tim was with her. One mean glare from him and the sight of his still warm ax strapped to his back and the surly ranch hands mellowed out quickly. Tim and Willie explored the ranch house till they found a small bedroom off the back with a separate entrance so Willie would have a little privacy.
"Im pretty sure this is where Frank would want you to stay." Tim looked around the small but comfortable room.
Willie settled her few things in their places. Her clothes in the drawers, a picture of her father on the dresser and a small bottle of perfume on the dresser top.
She smiled at Tim. "I dont wear it often, but it was a gift from my father the year before he died. It's the same thing my mother used to wear. I dont remember a lot about Mom, but I do remember how she smelled and, when I feel sad or lonely, I put a little of this on and it feels like she's here with me."
Tim picked up the small bottle. "Well, as long as you dont wear it when you're working with that rowdy bunch of Desperados out there. You'd never get away untouched!" Tim took the lid off the bottle and sniffed it warily. He smiled. "thats nice.."
"Chanel number 5. It's kind of expensive. I was surprised my Dad bought it. We never had much money but he said I was a beautiful lady and beautiful ladies should all smell like this."
Tim walked to Willie. He touched his finger to the top of the bottle and trailed his finger tip down Willie's neck just behind her ear. He leaned in close and smelled her. She felt his hair brush against her cheek. She could smell him, her perfume, the wind in his hair. She felt just a little dizzy.
"He was right." Tim trailed tiny kisses down her neck. She gasped and held on to him to keep from falling over.
He returned the cap to the bottle and replaced it on the dresser. He opened the bottom dresser drawer and pulled out some fresh sheets and blankets.
"Come on, I'll help you make the bed." Tim grinned at Willie, and they made the bed.
I dont know how much time I'll have today to write. I PROMISE Almanzo and Danielle will be back as will Don and Glenn and Lisa and Sheriff Soda.. *G* And who knows who else might show up (I think there may be a nuclear waist dump somewhere near Eaglesville as there seems to be no END to the twins, triplets, quadruplets etc.. happening here *G* and ALL Identical!! (or are they?))
I've got some plans for the story, but Im gonna be kind of busy for the next few days *G* I'll try and add some chapters but they may be short. (but very exciting!! changes are comin to Eaglesville!) Anyhow, I'll see what I can do later :)
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Hmm.. ok.. lets shake things up a bit.
Brooke caught her breath and finished her water. She was obviously to exhausted to make her way back to her home on her own.
"why dont I give you a ride back to your place?" Joe grinned that grin at Brooke. Funny how much that grin did NOT effect me the same when it was aimed at someone else. In fact, it had nearly the opposite effect.
"Ahem. In what? you 18 wheeler?" I sniped.
Joe blinked back at me. "Oh right!" he smiled apologetically. Stood and put his arm around me. I glared. He hugged me and kissed my cheek. Ok, Im a sucker. I fell for it.
Brooke didnt seem to notice too much. She looked like she could use a nap. "You look like you could use a nap!" I said "and maybe some freshening up?" I told her she was welcome to use my room at the Last Resort. She smiled thankfully, and I took her across the parking lot to the Last Resort.
EV's car was gone and Glenn was behind the front desk. He was clean and fresh and smelled of Paco Raban. The broken Champaign bottle was cleaned up and the only tell-tale sign of the earlier torrent was a large darkening stain against the wall at the end of the corridor. A fresh bottle of pink champaign chilled in the lobby and the mirrors on the ceiling looked clean and shiny.
"how's he do that?" I wondered to myself.
I showed Brooke to my room and let her shower and freshen up. The bed had been made and the sheets were fresh and clean. Even the sticky gunk that had coated the top of the dresser was gone and the bathtub was spotless.
"Wow! what happened in here?" I wondered allowed.
"Excuse me?" Brooke looked questioningly at me.
"Oh, uh, well, before, when I checked in, this place was filthy! now it looks as if a cleaning crew had been through here!" I was looking for dust above the kitten picture. nothing.
Brooke shrugged her shoulders and said "Maybe he hired a new housekeeper?"
"must have.." I half stated as Brooke made her way into the now spotless bathroom.
I went into the corridore to find a phone. I thought I might call over to the Sad Cafe and see how Joe was doing holding down the place on his own. The truth was, I missed him. I hated that about myself. I hadnt known the man for a full 24 hrs. I had just been kicked to the curb by my ex and already I had slept with him and was missing him after just a few minutes apart! Black clouds descended down over my aspect and my mood went dark.
Glenn was in the lobby and I asked to use the phone. he pointed to one on the wall. Pay phone, of course. I grumbled.
The number for the Sad Cafe was written on the wall next to the phone. I called and Joe's voice echo'd through the line. Immediately my mood lightened, then I mentally kicked myself for being a rock of jello.
"Hey," I said. "So, how's it going over there?"
I could hear him grin. My knees weakened a little. Mental slap.
"You just left 5 minutes ago. Did you miss me?" There's that audible grin again.
"No... I just thought maybe you'd.. I dunno.. NEED something..." I closed my eyes tight. HOW did he read me so well?
"Oh I DO need something." Audible grin.
I rolled my eyes. Somehow he heard that.
"Dont roll your eyes. You know what I mean." grin grin
"Look, Brooke is getting cleaned up and we'll be.." A scream came from the corridor. Just then Dr. EV's truck came rolling to a stop in front of the Lobby.
"jusasec..." I mumbled into the phone and dropped the receiver and ran down the corridor to my room. Glenn was leaning against the open door and grinning that thousand watt smile at Brooke who stood hidden behind the bathroom door wrapped in nothing but a towel.
"Well Hell-OO there Gorgeous!" Glenn coo'd and smiled
"Uhh, Glenn? I think Dr. EV's truck just pulled up." I rushed in.
Glenn flinched and whirrled around to face me, suddenly ashen and rushed out of the room.
"WHO was that??" Brooke eyes were huge and frightened.
I laughed. "you look like Bambi in the headlights! Glenn is the owner or manager of this place as best I can gage. He's all Bark and a little bite, but Dr. EV has him pretty well under control , at least today she does."
Brooke eased a little and smiled. "Well it IS a little unnerving knowing he has keys to the rooms! but.." she smiled and bit her lip. "he's not without some charm!"
I grinned back. "I know! right? what IS it about that guy?"
"I dont know," smiled Brooke, "but he's got it in spades!" I laughed then remembered I'd left Joe dangling, literally. "OOPS! be right back" and I ran back down the corridor.
I scooped up the phone receiver and gasped "hello? Hello? Joe? you still there?"
A deep sigh, an audible eye roll (so THATS how he'd heard it) then "yeah... Im still here... thought you'd forgot me." his voice was very bored and low.
"sorry.." i said as sincerely as I could muster, "We had a near incident here."
Joe stifled a laugh. "Glenn?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said, realizing just how much I missed him. Mental slap. "fortunately Dr.EV has uncanny timing!"
Joe laughed audibly "Practice make perfect" he grinned. "When are you coming back over here? I miss you."
I grinned. "as soon as I find some clean clothes for Brooke. She's in the shower and her running clothes are pretty damp."
"Okay," Joe sighed deeply."I'll just be here... waiting..."
I smiled. "How handy are you with tools?" I could hear that ironic grin "I was thinking maybe you could take a look at the broken stool! the one at the end of the counter?"
silence.
"Joe?.. are you there?" I caught my breath.
"....yeah.. Im here... Im just, well not so handy with tools. Now give me a guitar..."
"give you a guitar the the stool would still be broken." I quipped.
"Yeah, but we wouldnt notice so much." Joe bragged just a little.
A young woman in a maids uniform opened a door down the corridor and walked in.
"I think I see someone who might be able to help me with Brooke's clothing problem. I'll call you back." I said to Joe and hung up the phone. I trotted down the hall and poked my head into the open room.
What I saw amazed me. This attractive young woman was pure kinetic energy. She moved at the speed of light and the room was fresh and spotless witn in a few minutes.
"Wow!" i said. "That was incredible!"
"Oh Im sorry! Is this your room?" she shied away.
"Oh no, IM sorry, Im staying down the hall and I saw you come in here. I wondered what had happened. My room was transformed from an ugly box to paradise in no time at all!" I said, admiring how clean and fresh she'd made the room.
She laughed and offered me her hand. "Im Shirley. Im the housekeeper here..sometimes. Glenn keeps firing and then hiring me. I wont put up with his BS. He grabs me, pinches, pats or pokes me and I slap him. He fires me. The next week, he hires me. No one can do, or WANTS to do what I do"
I shook the proffered hand and smiled at the friendly girl. Smart too! I thought.
"Well, It's a pleasure to meet you, Shirley." I told her the problem we were having and and she walked to her cart, opened a drawer and pulled out a fresh clean t-shirt. and a pair of sweats.
"you'd be surprised how often things like this happen. I was a girl scout. Im always prepared" She smiled a bright, cheerful smile. I liked this girl!
I thanked her and took the clothes too Brooke, who was just getting out of the shower. She thanked me and went to get dressed. I went back into the lobby to call Joe.
He sounded concerned.
"Uh, you'd better hurry back over here. This does not look good..."
Hmm... something new!!
Frank and Lisa pulled into the all night Wedding Chapel of the Blessed Church of Elvis in Las Vegas, Nevada. They'd driven all night, well Almost all night and were finally there. Frank turned off the keys to the truck took a deep breath, let it out slowly and stared down at the steering wheel.
Lisa looked anxiously at Frank. Was he changing his mind? After everything she'd gone through with that scoundrel Glenn, was Frank going to turn on her too? She bit her lip and tears filled her eyes.
"Frank? are you alright?" she asked quietly, hoping he wouldnt answer. She didnt really want to hear what she was afraid he would say.
Frank looked up at her. He was surprised to see the tears in her eyes and the quaver in her voice. He laughed then hugged her close.
"Im fine, sweetheart. We're fine. I love you, but I have to tell you something and I only hope it wont change your mind about how you feel. I've done something, something in my past, but something Im not proud of. I can only hope you will be able to find it in your heart to forgive me. You see, I've lied."
........
Back at the ranch....
Willie walked out of her room at the Ranch and into the kitchen. She'd been calling and calling for Frank, but there was no answer and Willie had no idea where to look. Then she saw the note. There on the kitchen table was a half piece of paper with some quick writing on it.
"Gone to Vegas to get married, Back later, Frank and Lisa" there was a little heart over the "i" in Lisa's name. Willie let out a long, slow whistle, replaced the note and went out to the bunk house to find the crew boss and see what needed to be done.
The Bunk house was full of loud noise and dangerous boys. Willie was in heaven, or was it hell? She loved the excitement of all that testosterone but it made her nervous too, Like the only slab of beef left on the buffet table at an Atkins convention.
She quickly found the crew boss. He was the most dangerous looking one in the bunch. His long blond hair was loosely tied back in a ponytail and a cowboy hat tipped down over his face, blocking any view she might have had of his eyes. He had a cleft chin, strong arms and a long lean body that wore his jeans very well. black cowboy boots fitted over.. ENORMOUS feet! wow! He reached up to light a cigarette and his hands were also abnormally large. Willie smiled to herself remembering what she and her friends had always joked about in school, looking at the hands and feet of all the boys.
Willie walked up to the man and offered him her hand.
"Hello Mr. uhh...." she stammered waiting for the man to offer her his name.
He looked up at her. He had amazing eyes. Blue green like the color of the rocks in the creek bed.
"They call me Fiddler, 'cause I Fiddle" he slurred between clenched teeth that held the smoldering cigarette. He shook out the burning match and tossed it on the floor. "What can I do for you, Lady?"
The noise of the room had subsided and all eyes were on her.
"I'm uhh... Willie" Willie said glancing around her at all the men. "I'm the new ranch hand."
The laughter burst out from the small bunk house like a hurricane flood. Fiddler lifted a hand and it stopped. "We're a real working ranch here Miss. We got real hard work to do. If you want to work in the kitchen or make beds, well, we aint stoppin ya, but you'd best stay clear outta the way when we're doing our work! You might get hurt!" Sniggers and gafaws came from the boys.
Willie stiffened her back and glared directly at the smug, unyielding gaze of the crew boss. "Mr. Fiddler. I can do ANYthing any of these , uhh.. Gentleman can do and I am willing to prove it! *I* was hired by Mr. Frey to do THIS work. Not scullery maid work and I fully expect to be treated with respect as an Equal!"
At this Fiddler glared at her. "Ma'am, around here respect and equality is earned, not granted."
Willie glared right back. "Then let me earn it."
Fiddler never broke their locked gaze. He smiled. "All right, Stewart!" a long lean man with short curly blond hair stood from the table and slowly walked towards Fiddler. The contempt in his eyes was palpable and the room hushed at the respect for the man's disdain of his boss.
He stood before Fiddler and waited. Fiddler finally broke the locked gaze he had held with Willie and looked at the man. His smug smile turned to a contemptuous frown. "Take this Lady out to the Paddock and get her settled on a horse."
"I got things to do" Stewart said with a sneer.
"You got to do what I tell you to do!" Fiddler leered at the man, daring him to defy him.
"Im gettin mighty sick of playing second fiddle to you, old man. One of These Nights you're gonna slip up and I'll step right in." Stewart was nose to nose with Fiddler. Fiddler placed both hands on his chest and pushed him. Stewart stumbled backwards
"Back off Stewart. You'll always be second to me." Fiddler grinned down at the man.
Stewart stood up and stomped to the door. He stopped and, without turning around said "You comin?"
Willie realized he was talking to her and jumped a little, then followed close behind as the angry man stalked quickly towards the barn.
ooOOoooo.. fun!
Ok, back at the The Last Resort.
Glenn was talking with Joe and Timothy about the trip of the week before, when Rhonda, Willie, Lisa and I walked in. "Ladies, into a little drink with us?" Joe asked when we passed them. "No not now!" Rhonda said and she pushed us to the stairs. "Not again that dang stairs" Willie said and she knew that we had to go upstairs again. Rhonda walked in the front of us and she hold a bag. "Ooh man, I'm so nervous now, what do you think? Do they like it?" Lisa asked us and Willie and I looked at each other and looked at Lisa. "They will love it" I said. We walked pretty fast upstairs and we walked to Rhonda's hotel room. "Ok, Joe is a strawberry" Rhonda said and she grape a strawberry cuddle toy out of the bag. "A strawberry?" Lisa asked and she started to laugh. "What did you actually buy?" Willie asked Rhonda but she didn't want to say anything. "Timmy is a peach" Rhonda said and she gave Willie a peach cuddle toy. "Awh, you little Timothy" Willie said and she hugged the toy. "Hahaha, that looks strange!" I said and Rhonda gave me an apple cuddle toy. "Don is an apple?" I said and started to laugh out loud. "Apple Don, Strawberry Joe, Peach Timothy..but what is Glenn?" Lisa asked and Rhonda gave her a coconut cuddle toy. "A coconut?" Lisa asked and she laugh. "Yeah, well he lives at Hawaii" Willie joked and she started to dance with her peach cuddle toy. "What's the meaning with this?" Willie asked Rhonda and Rhonda started to explain.
(I don't know yet what it means, haha!)
Don came and he joined Glenn, Joe and Timothy with a drink. Suddenly they started to talk about fruit and all those stuff. "Did you ever tasted a coconut?" Glenn asked the others. "How could we? We don't have a house at Hawaii" Joe said and he ordered a (read this good) strawberry drink. "Strawberry .. Joe, you're ok?" Timothy asked and Joe acted crazy when Timothy asked. "Hey, Rhonda wants that I'm going to be healthy" Joe said. "Yes, well do you want it too?" Don asked him. "Of course I do!" Joe replied and he received his drink. "Hmmmzzzz" Glenn said he looked at Don and Timothy. "You're strange man!" Timothy said to Joe and Joe smiled. "Hey, what can I say? I Dreamed There Was No War" Joe said and he toke a drink. "War? Do we have war?" Glenn asked and he saw that the girls walked in. "I said, I dreamed!" Joe said and he waved to the girls. "Hi there, the girls from yesterday and today and tomorrow and next week" Glenn joked and he smiled. "Hi there, you Ordinary Average Guys" Rhonda, Willie, Lisa and I said together and we sat down. "Ha, we are O . A . G" Glenn said. "We're what?" Timothy asked him. "Ordinary average guys" Don answers Timothy. "Well, about ordinary.. I have to think about that" I said and I smiled to Don. "Yeh, sure! Of course you do!" Don said and he gave me punch. "Oh, you think that's funny?" I joked. "Actually yes I do" Don replied to me and we started to punch each other. "Hey guys...hey!" Glenn shout and everybody looked at Glenn. "What? He started!" I said and I stood up and walked away. "I don't care who started, Danielle come here!" Glenn shouted through the lobby of the Last Resort. "Or else?" I said with a laugh. "I got to Do Something to get you here!" Glenn said and he walked to Lisa, whispered something in her ear and she walked to me. "Glenn said, that if you don't come, you have to do tomorrow the weekly shopping, together with him" Lisa said to me. "Oh No Way! I'm not going to do that together with you Frey!" I said to Glenn and I had a sweet but innocent smile on my face. "Well, than come here!" Glenn said and I walked to him, because it was a Good Day In Hell if you had to do the weekly shopping with Glenn. "It's just my Heartache Tonight." Glenn joked and he walked next to Lisa. "Why, because nobody wants to go with you?" I said. "Lisa would" Glenn said and he looked at Lisa. "Sure, why not?" Lisa said and when we walked to our table for the diner we wished Lisa good luck.
"I'm hungry!" Joe said and he looked at Rhonda. "I'm not your food" she said and she grape Joe's cutlery. "Uhm.." I said but Rhonda answered me already before I could asked something. "Else he will prick everybody here at this table" she said and I looked at Joe. "I'm just a big eater" Joe said and he laugh. "Yeh, well, as long you don't eat me" Don joked. "Ah that's sad, I just wanted to start with you Don" Joe said and we started to laugh. "It's takes pretty long, not?" Rhonda said after a half an hour. "I think they have to find the colitas." I said and Rhonda started to laugh "Yes. I', thinking that too".
"Colitas? What about colitas?" Don asked me. "What about? Nothing about colitas, just the great warm smell" I said to him. "Oh man.. I can't image me that the King Of Hollywood have the same time to wait for his diner" Joe said and he lay his head on his plate. "Joe!" we said. "Sorry" he said and he smiled.
Oh and just for the record: that punching of me and Don doesn't mean anything, just for the fun. :)
Joe sat in the Sad Cafe at the counter looking at a tall slender man who's back was to the front door. From that angel I could see he was a very well dressed, well groomed man with an Armani suit that looked fitted and Bruno Magli shoes. His hair was long but neatly combed and slicked with a good amount of hair product and tied back in a pony tail down his back. It was dark brown and very long. Joe was obviously keeping Fast Company.
The tell-tale bell jingled as I opened the front door and walked in. Joe looked relieved when he saw me then concerned. The tall slender man turned around.
"Tim? what are you doing dressed like that? You look ridiculous!" I said.
Joe was shaking his head emphatically and making the "you're out" hand gestures behind the man's back, but it was obviously too little too late.
The tall man smiled but only with his mouth. His eyes remained black and empty. He stared directly at me and through me and I could feel an icy arrow slice through my head. He looked like could have escaped from Teenage Jail with his perfected look of disdain.
"Hi. I'm not sure who you think I am, but I believe we have not been introduced. I am Thomas Palmero." The man grinned showing all his teeth, but without his eyes sharing that humor, it looked more like a wolf baring his fangs. Threatening and evil. I reluctantly took his hand.
"There you are, Sweetheart. I was wondering what was taking you so long." Joe's words were dripping with love and concern but his eyes said "Where the hell have you been?" He walked around Thomas Palmero and came to stand by my side. He slid an arm around me, protectively or for his own support I was not sure. Mr. Palmero was indeed intimidating. I looked at Joe, he looked back at me just as confused and frightened.
"Um, Mr. Palmero. I was just wondering what is it that brings you to our small oasis out here in the middle of the desert?" I tried to smile my best smile but Im afraid, much like Mr. Palmero, my eyes did not reflect my cheerful voice.
I could feel Joe's surprise at referring to Eaglesville as "our small Oasis". I was nearly as new to Eaglesville as Mr. Palmero, yet, somehow I felt a kinship to the people here and the idea of the people or places here being in danger sent a stirring of protective urge through me as strong as a mother's for her babies. I wrapped an arm around Joe and held tight to his hand as if trying to tie myself to this place and these people. This man, this Tim look a like meant business and not in a good way.
Mr. Palmero's ceaseless smile did not waver as he said "Please call me Thomas. Mr. Plamero has so many.... implications" only then did Thomas's eyes flicker. He obviously thought this was a very humorous comment. Joe and I did not.
"I have been sent here by my.. employer. He had some, shall we say, dealings with the previous owner and it seems that this establishment is now a part of his holdings. I am here to look everything over and establish contact with the locals." Thomas looked us up and down like he was examining some particularly distasteful graffiti. "Which I assume you are."
Joe and I looked at each other. We weren't wearing Those Shoes or a Rollex watch, but we were clean and neatly dressed. Ok I was wearing a man's t-shirt and hadn't washed my jeans in a few days, but I wasn't a slob either!
"Im afraid you've just Waisted Time, Thomas. This establishment belongs to Lisa, the waitress, and she isnt here right now. Im affraid you'll have to come back at another time. We were just helping her out till she returns." I said.
Thomas turned his perma-smile on me and raised his eyebrows. I did not think this was a good sign.
"I see. Im afraid you have a Frail Grasp on the Big Picture. You see, I happen to have this small piece of paper here that says on the top DEED, I do believe this says that my Employer is the owner of this establishment. For all that that means..." The perma-smile wavered briefly as he swiped a finger across the top of the jukebox and examined the layers of dust left exposed.
I looked desperately at Joe. Lisa's Diner! her whole existence was gone? What would she do? Joe pulled me closer and patted my arm assuringly.
Thomas suddenly stood straight and looked seriously at us.
"Where might one find luxury accomodations in this area?"
"There's the Last Resort across the way there." Joe pointed out the window as I stifled a laugh. Luxury accomodations it was not. But it was a bed and thats a bout as luxurious as it got in Eaglesville I was learning.
Thomas nodded his thanks to us and headed towards the door. He stopped with his hand on the door and turned to us. "Im sure I will be seeing you around soon." perma-smile.
and he left.
Joe and I both let out a long slow breath and I started to shake. Joe pulled me close.
"It's ok, honey, he's gone. We're safe."
"I wasnt worried about us, Joe. We can take care of ourselves. But what about Lisa? where is she? and what about the Cafe?"
Joe looked out the door after the frightening man walking away and knit his brow.
"I dont know, baby. I just dont know. BUT lets find out"
We walked out the door and headed past the Last Resort and towards the Bitter Creek Ranch
We all were outside when Rhonda and Joe walked to us, everyone looked at each other and they looked at Rhonda and Joe and we prayed that they knew where Lisa was.
"Does anyone knows where Lisa is?" Rhonda asked us and we looked afraid at her. "What do you mean, does anyone knows?" Timothy asked and Willie looked at Rhonda. "Yes, Lisa was with you guys, right?" she asked Rhonda. Rhonda and Joe looked at each other and they looked at us and to the ground. "Oh no, you're not saying.." I said slowly. "We have no idea, where she is.." Joe said. There was a scary silence. "Maybe she is taking a Sea Cruise" Joe said and he wish that we all could laugh about that, but we couldn't.. Lisa was gone. "Joe, no time for jokes" Don said and he looked straight to Joe. Joe looked to the ground and apologized. "We have to find her!" Rhonda said and we agreed. "Let's go to the Sad Cafe and make a plan to find her." Glenn suggest and we all went to the Sad Cafe.
When we arrived at the Sad Cafe, Don and Glenn noticed that there was nobody, the doors were closed and the light were turn off.
"What is this?" Joe asked us and he looked through a window inside. "I don't know, but it's strange" Willie said and she and Timothy walked to the backdoor of the Sad Cafe. "Call it weird, Willie" I said and walked to her and Timothy. "Found something?" Willie asked me. "No nothing, nothing what makes any connection with Lisa" I said and I lean against the wall. "Mirrors on the ceiling, since when?" Timothy asked Willie and she looked at him and me. "Mirrors?" she asked. "On the ceiling?" I asked. "Timothy, Willie, Danielle!" Joe shouted before Timothy could give us any answer. We walked to Joe and the others. "What's up?" Timothy asked. "Did you saw those mirrors on the ceiling?" Joe asked and we said yes. Don and Glenn were trying to make any connection to the Sad Cafe, the mirrors and Lisa lose. "Get something?" I asked Don when I walked to him. "Yeh, I can think so fast honey!" Don said to me with a laugh. "Well, Glenn can think in 2 minutes about this, or not?" I said and I walked to Glenn who was standing near a cactus. "Hmm? What?" Glenn asked me. "Sure, Danielle..Glenn can think so fast" Rhonda joked and she looked at Glenn with a huge smile on her face. "Actually this is nothing to smile or joke or laugh about...I want Lisa back and now!" Glenn said and he walked to the door, kicked the door in and prayed for no security alarm. "Ping! We're in" Glenn said and he walked in. "I think.." Don stammer. "You think what Henley?!" Glenn shouted from behind the bar in the Sad Cafe. "That you really thought about this!" Don replied. "Don, be honest you know I didn't!" Glenn said and he invited us to come inside..
Lets see what Frank has to say...
Lisa sat looking wide eyed at Frank. All the color had drained from her face and she was shivering. Not again. Not another man who had lied to her, taken her for a ride, used her and disappointed her. She wouldnt survive this one.
She stared horrified at Frank awaiting the emotional pounding she knew was coming.
Frank looked down. He couldnt bare to see the horror in her face. He loved her so much, he never wanted to hurt her. He'd loved her from the moment he'd first saw her. She was working at the cafe. Obviously she'd never waitressed before and her hair was falling in her face. She was frazzled, she was harried, she was a mess, she was beautiful. Frank hated lying to her. He hated himself for it.
"I'm not who you think I am" he said.
He glanced up at her. Tears were running down her face. He reached for her hand and she pulled it away. He bowed his head again. She'd stop loving him once she knew the truth. She'd hate him and maybe that was for the best.
"I was only trying to help my cousin. I should have known better. He's an idiot. He got himself in to some hot water In The City with some very bad people. They wanted him Already Gone. He came running home to Eaglesville In A New York Minute and begged me to help him. What could I do? I said yes. It was life or death. We traded lives. I became him, he became me. I was a simple farmer! No one would be looking for me no matter what I called myself and with my name and and background, he was safe as long as he didnt leave Eaglesville."
Lisa's brow furrowed and she looked confused.
"What are you saying, Frank?"
Frank looked up at her with pleading eyes.
"Thats just it, baby. Im not Frank. My name is Glenn. Frank is my cousin and he's a whole mess of trouble. Somehow his trouble rubbed off on me, like it does for anyone who gets close to him."
Lisa's jaw dropped and her eyes went wide.
"You mean that Rat Bastard Glenn is really Frank?"
Glenn smiled and laughed to himself.
"yeah."
Lisa looked astounded
"Is it true?"
Lisa turned towards Frank/Glenn and said "So that means YOU are Glenn,"
Glenn looked at Lisa, took her hand and kissed it.
"yes"
"and you're a good guy. You havent hurt anyone, killed anyone, stolen anything, broken the law."
Glenn winced.
"I tore the tags off my mattress. Does that count?"
Lisa let out a deep breath and looked down and closed her eyes.
Glenn watched her closely. He closed his eyes.
"Do you... I mean could you.... do you think you could still love me? I've loved you for so long. I don't want to loose you now."
Lisa smiled silently, she slowly looked up. "I thought you were going to tell me you'd killed someone or you were married, or on the run from the police. I couldnt have taken that. I couldnt because there is no way I could live without you now and those things would mean a life on the run, always hiding. All I want with you is a home, maybe a family, but mostly just you."
Lisa looked at Glenn. Tears filled his eyes. He smiled at her.
She fell into his arms and they held each other for a long time. He pressed his face into her hair kissing her temple, pressing her into him and cradling her head with one hand.
Finally, they got out of the truck and went into the chapel. Elvis wasnt available for the ceremony, but the organist played Love Me Tender and Glenn told Lisa that "for better or worse, Love Will Keep Us Alive"
short but sweet... more later.. its late, Im tired