“Ooooh, Lucy.”
“Yes, Little One.”
“Do I hear Friday coming?”
“Sorry, that’s just Wednesday sounding like Friday.”
It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week, we were left with the lingering sound and the acrid cordite smell of a gunshot. Let’s get back there because there is no other background needed. Someone got shot. It’s that simple.
“Ow ow, ow.”
“Shut up, Wentworth. We got you and your gun. Whoever taught you to shoot didn’t do an outstanding job.”
“I think he hit his foot, Larry.”
“Wentworth, what the hell were you trying to do?”
“This really hurts detective. Call 911.”
“Not till you tell us what’s going on around here.”
“Come on. My foot is killing me.”
“Andrew, call 911. Okay, Wentworth get down on the floor and let me look at your foot for a minute.”
“Damnit Detective, that hurts like a sombitch. What are you doing.”
“I just took off your shoe is all. You have any towels around here?”
“Yeah, there are some in the bathroom.”
“Hang on. I’ll be right back. “
“EMS is on the way, Larry.”
“Thanks, Andrew. Sit with our boy for a minute. I’m going to get some towels and see if we can stop the bleeding.”
“Hurry, will you. I think I’m getting weaker.”
“Hey, Wentworth.”
“Yes, uh, uh. I forget your name.”
“It’s Andrew. It looks like you are going to be okay. I think the bullet just grazed your foot. Took a nice chunk, but don’t think any bones were involved.”
“Yeah, that’s comforting coming from a cop.”
“I’m also a physician.”
“No, shit. Why didn’t you say so?”
“Here are the towels.”
“Thanks, Larry. I’ll just put some pressure on this wound, and that should take care of it.”
“Wentworth. You want to tell us anything after we saved your life.”
“The doc here says it’s a flesh wound.”
“What would happen if you stopped the pressure, Andrew?”
“In my opinion, Mr. Wentworth here could bleed to death.”
“But, EMS is on the way.”
“So, he said Wentworth. So, he said. Tell the man why you don’t practice medicine, Andrew.”
“It seems I’m a pathological liar.”
“Yeah, Wentworth. He tells people what he thinks they want to hear.”
“You two are crazy, like I said.”
“Give us the information we want, and you’ll get help.”
“You can’t do this. It’s harassment.”
“Yup. That it is. Stop the pressure, Andrew.”
“Wait, wait, wait. Okay, I sent those guys to kill you.”
“Why?”
“I can’t tell you that. It’ll cost me my life.”
“So, the outcome will be the same if you don’t tell us. If you do, we can protect you.”
“You sure?”
“You have my word?”
“Go talk to Cortez, but don’t tell him I said anything.”
“Cortez told you to kill us?”
“I didn’t say that. Just go talk to him.”
“Just tell us who told you to have us killed.”
“You don’t know how things work here. Cortez has the answer, but it’s got to come from him. Are those sirens I hear?”
“I guess.”
“So, you did call 911.”
“Yeah darn it.”
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Mon Dieu, dear John! Lucy & Twiggy seem to be so exhausted with Tuesday! No forces to play, to move, to enjoy Wednesday! 🙂
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They have a rainy day today, so it will be a challenge to keep them occupied. Thank you , Maria.
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🙂 🙂 🙂 They might play Monopoly. Twiggy might sell Lucy Mr. Eel & Clown fish, while Lucy might sell squirrels, acorns, deer and the bread with peanut butter! 🙂
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They would go nuts for the peanut butter. it is their favorite.
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Good lively dialogue! Good action! Enjoyable. ♥
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Thank you, Billy Ray. I’m glad you liked it. Your comment warmed my heart.
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Delighted to provide warmth, good John. ♥♥♥
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😊
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Wow, I missed a few weeks but you’ve drawn me back into the story. Great writing, John. I love Twiggy’s expression – so sweet. 😊
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Thank you , Gwen. The nice part about this story is you don’t have to remember what went on in the past. Just hook onto the wagon and ride along. 😁
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Now we’re getting somewhere. 😁
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It seems that way. Thanks, Charles.
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Ha! Now that is not the first sentence I expected in this episode, John. Fabulous! I enjoyed this one hugely. I envy the pups snoozing. Happy hump day. Now for coffee. Hugs!
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Yes. Coffee. Ummmmm. We have a rainy day today so we are caught inside. Hugs to you.
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Way to wake us up, John!!
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Everybody up. Thanks, Jill.
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Oh, the twists and turns!
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Yes it is true. Thank you, Liz
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I don’t know whether to breath a sigh of relief or ratchet up the dread for the meeting that surely must happen. I enjoyed this episode, John. I think the boys are enjoying their work…for now (cue the music).
The girls have the right idea. A soft spot to ride over the hump.
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All roads lead back to Cortez. Next week should be interesting.
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Shot his own foot *snort*. The girls look exhausted.
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They had just completed a big rukus so a nap was first on the agenda after. I loved the shot in the foot idea myself.
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Don’t be such a baby. Rub some dirt in it and walk it off.
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hahahahahha
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Larry and Andrew know how to run a good scam together. 🙂
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They do. Thanks, Mae
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Cortez again, hmm? Well, I knew you wouldn’t mention him in the first place if he didn’t figure in later on. Nicely done, John.
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Yup. No words are waisted
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Okay, so Wentworth was too inept to even take the coward’s way out. Who almost blows off their toe? Yikes!
That said, the boys best start wearing Kevlar seeing as how the bad hombres they’ll come across from here don’t have such shitty aim.
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Thank you, Marc
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Great installment Boss
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Oh, these two! They are regular comedians when the occasion arises. A doctor! Ha Ha!! We’ll see if Cortez has any answers that don’t involve guns. 🙂 Great segment!
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Thanks, Jan.
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I had to smile he shot himself in the foot. Back to Cortez.
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I know right?
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Bwah ha ha … the doofus shot himself in the foot! 🤣🤣🤣 And then whines about it like a 5-year-old! What a wuss. Good one, John, and I didn’t see it coming.
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Thank you, Jill. I always hope I can twist it up a bit.
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I might have been okay in this situation as I was recently trained in my library job on how to stop the bleed and pack a wound. You never know when you’ll need that. Great story, John!
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I’ll bet you would be. Thanks, Barbara.
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I hope I never have to find out though…
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Hahaha
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Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide Traci Kenworth YA Author & Book Blogger and commented:
Nice story!
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Thank you, Traci.
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You’re welcome, John!
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😁
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If the 911 call wasn’t rushed, Larry and Andrew could have squeezed more information from Weenie Wentworth. Great dialogue in this episode, John. Looks like the guys have to talk to Cortez.
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So true. There may be more time.
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Ooo, this is good! Fingers crossed. Tell Twiggy and Lucy to cross their paws, too. 🙂
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Hahahaha. Of course the guy running this whole thing doesn’t listen to you or I. 😁
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I know! 🙂
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Well now. Wentworth is not the brightest light on the tree but just going to Cortez is not what I should think particularly safe and easy…
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Gotta sneak up on that one for sure. Thanks, Dale.
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