Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

~ John W. Howell
“Twiggy. Go check what day it is.”
“Its Wednesday.”
“How did you know without moving.”
“I can see the clock from here.”
“Oh.”

 

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we all took a breather as Larry and Andrew were surprised by not being pulled over by the police car, which looked like it was in hot pursuit of them. They made the cut-off exit and are now on their way to the airport via the back roads. Let’s join them since I think I overheard Andrew say something about coffee.

“What ?”

“Since we have enough time, maybe that Starbucks might be a good place to get a cup. That airport coffee sucks.”

“You know? I’m beginning to think you have a coffee drinking problem.”

“Not sure it is a problem, but I sure would like a cup.”

“Okay, we’ll go through the drive-through. Coffeeholics never know they have a problem.”

“Thanks, boss. Oh, look at the line. Let’s just go inside; it will be quicker.”

“You would know.”

“Come in with me. I’ll buy.”

“If I must.”

“Come on. You’ll like it.”

“Gee grandpa, it’s not like I’ve never been in a Starbucks before.”

“Have you?”

“Let’s go.”

“See the menu above the counter?”

“What the hell. It looks like it is written in several languages. What’s a Venti anyway?”

“A 20 oz. Let me order for you.”

“Please.”

“Two Tall coffees with room for cream for Andy.”

“Andy? Since when are you, Andy?”

That’s my Barista name. Andrew is just too long to write on the cup.”

“Okay, now what.”

“Wait for them to call Andy. Let’s move over beyond the counter.”

“You see those two guys who just came in?”

“The ones in the raincoats?”

“Do you think it looks like rain?”

“If you’re asking my opinion, I think something’s fishy. You bring your gun with you?”

“Yup. Right here in my holster.”

“I would get it out of the holster…Look out Larry, the guy has a shotgun under that coat.”

“Down, Andrew. Get down. EVERYONE. Listen to me. GET DOWN. YOU BY THE DOOR. DROP IT OR I’LL PUT ONE IN YOUR EYE.

“Andy, your beverage is ready.”

“I SAID, GET DOWN. YOU WANT TO DIE?”

“I’m down.”

“LAST CHANCE TO GET RID OF THE SHOTGUN.”

“Here, have a blast for yourself.”

“CRAP.”

“You okay, Larry?”

“Yeah, but I missed the guy, and he went out the door.”

“What about the other one?”

“Here I am, and I have a surprise for you.”

“He’s got a UZI.”

“And I know how to use it. Here have some lead.”

 

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Published by John W. Howell

I have been working in business for over forty years and now have the time to work in special areas of interest. My passion has always been to create compelling stories of fiction. I have authored six novels and am working on my Seventh. The first novel is still in manuscript form and being utilized as a door stop in the laundry room. The second is a contemporary fiction novel of 89,000 words and is complete and I am currently seeking a publisher. I also write poetry but have not had the guts to share any with anyone. The one time I read a piece to a person their only comment was, “it doesn’t rhyme.” I will continue to write and hopefully my blog, Fiction Favorites at www.johnwhowell.com will provide some entertainment and an interesting thought or two. I live in the Austin area with my wife Molly and an assortment of loving pets.

50 thoughts on “Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day”

  6. Uh oh, I guess the back road wasn’t a good idea after all. They should have gone to Dunkin’ Donuts. It’s going to be hard to wait until next week, John. I’m going to be like Twiggy and Lucy looking for Friday.

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  11. I guess, Andy, won’t get his coffee now. I had a feeling they would show up at some point. Pretty bold going into the Starbucks.

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  16. Why on earth did they go inside? From coffee to UZI. Yikes! The torture of waiting till next week… well, Lucy and Twiggy will keep me company. 🙂

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