ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
This is my first attempt at writing, something I have always dreamt of doing since I Young. Please feel free to review this and be as honest and brutal as possible. Thanks. [February 2005]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1) Jessie's Friend (Short Stories) A strange visitor warns Jessie of impending danger. [2,370 words] [Suspense]
The Man Mike McWade
The Man
What a wonderful day. The man thought to himself while walking briskly down the street. It was early evening, the time he always took his daily walk. It was chilly and a little damp, but the man didn’t mind. He actually preferred this type of weather, but what he really liked was not being cooped up as he usually was at work. He had to get away from everyone there once in a while; he worked with a lot of stiffs and sometimes it got a little boring. He was ready for what the evening ahead had in store for him.
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“Damn another stoplight “shouted Anton to no one.
He had been stopped at the last three stoplights and he really shouldn’t be in this part of town. If certain people saw him here he’d be in trouble for sure. He’d had a run in with a few of the thugs in the neighborhood and wasn’t exactly welcome. It wasn’t like he could keep a low profile, everyone knew his metallic purple Caddilac, lowered with the gold rims, and if that wasn’t enough the bass thumping in his trunk wasn’t exactly subtle.
At least he had a little entertainment while he was sitting here. Anton was watching the man walking toward the intersection. He thought it was strange the way the man was just strolling quickly down the road in his dark blue suit as if he was headed for church, but it was Thursday. Who went to church on Thursday? The man walked on heading straight across the street. Anton looked up and saw the don’t walk sign light up just after the man had stepped of the curb. It didn’t seem to bother the man; he just kept walking along as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Just as the man stepped in front of Anton’s Caddy the light turned green.
Anton couldn’t believe the man just walking out in front of him like that, so Anton laid on the horn. If he was expecting to scare the man he was dead wrong, the man just stopped and turned slightly looking at Anton. The man then lifted his hand and smiled. “My apologies” the man said. Anton leaned out the window an told the man, “ if you don’t get your ass out of my way I’ll run it over and then you’ll be a lot more sorry”. The smile on the man’s face stayed where it was but his bright blue eyes turned icy cold. The man put his hand to his forehead in a kind of half salute saying “I’ll see you soon”. Anton just sat there watching the man step up on the curb until the car behind him honked. Anton flipped the driver off, put his foot down and sped on through the intersection. “Screw you old man” he said to him self.
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God, I’m already late, Sylvia thought to herself as she waited in line at the Quickie Mart. If this guy doesn’t hurry I’m going to miss my bus. Sylvia was relieved when she was finally able to get out of the store. Maybe I’ll make it yet, she thought. As soon as she walked out of the door three teenage boys ran right into her and knocked her and everything she was carrying to the ground. Without saying a word they just laughed and walked into the store.
“Just wonderful” Sylvia said and began picking up her things. As she looked up she saw a man in a blue suit walking towards her, oh great, she thought he’s headed this way, this is just what I need right now some homeless guy bothering me.
But as the man got closer she noticed that his suit was too nice for him to be homeless and he had a very warm and pleasant smile on his face.
“May I help” he said as he bent down and started picking things up for her.
“Thank you very much, that is so kind of you” Sylvia replied.
After everything was picked up and Sylvia was putting everything back into the bag, the three
teenagers came out of the store.
“Excuse me young men” the man said “but I believe you owe this young lady here an apology.”
The three boys looked at the man and started laughing. The biggest of the three took a step forwarded and looked at the man with his best tough guy face and said, “The bitch was in our way and she got what she deserved, if you don’t move you’ll get the same”
Sylvia watched all of this and was starting to get worried. “It’s really ok sir” she said to the man, “They didn’t hurt me or any thing”
“Very well “the man said with his ever present smile still on his face. “Move right along “he said as he stepped out of the way.
“Maybe you’ll remember your lesson next time old man” the big kid said as they walked past bumping the man a little.
“Oh yes, I’ll remember” said the man. “I’ll see you three again soon”
The three teenagers ran and jumped on the bus just as it was about to leave. “Oh great” Sylvia said “now I’ve missed my bus”
“My apologies” said the man “You don’t want to be on that bus any way”
“Oh, it’s not your fault” Sylvia said “but now I’m going to be late for class.
“I’m sure it will be ok, there will be another bus along shortly” The man said smiling. “So where are you going to school? “
“I’m just taking some class down at the community college” Sylvia replied. “I’m trying to give my daughter a better life than the one I’ve had”
“That’s wonderful “the man said “It’s nice to see a young beautiful lady like you trying to make something of herself” “I must be going now, but it was delightful meeting you”
“Thank you very much for your help back there and it was nice meeting you also” Sylvia said. “Maybe I’ll see you around”
“Oh no said the man, I’m sure it will be a long time before we meet again, bye bye now” Said the man as he was walking away.
Sylvia watched him walk away as if he didn’t have a care in the world. What a strange man she thought to herself as she got on the bus.
The man continued walking for a couple of blocks more and stopped for a bite to eat before finally deciding it was time to return to his office.
As he walked in he saw his assistant going over some papers. “Do I have any customers waiting?”
He said to his assistant.
“Yes you do Mr. Scruggs; you have four of them waiting for you. It seems there was a bus crash a couple blocks away, some guy in a purple Caddy ran a red light and slammed right into the middle of a bus. He didn’t make it and it killed the only three passengers on the bus. The bus driver made it out with out a scratch. The other four are burned pretty badly”
“My, my” said the man “Some people will never learn. Well I guess I better get to work.”
The assistant heard the old man say something as he closed his door that said: Anthony Scruggs - Funeral Director. He could have sworn he heard him say “See I told you we would meet again.”
THE END
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