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Saturday, October 15, 2011

Story Telling For You - Chapter Six c- Gene's right, she always is...

“Look I know what went down, that’s
not the point; I’m still tryin’ to get my mind
around what it means.’  We were back at
my house; my humble abode, actually it
wasn’t so humble, it was a nice little brick
house on the edge of town, and I liked living
on the dead end street.  But where I was when
saying these things wasn’t the issue at all,
the issue had to get settled, we, Gene and I,
were into a mess, deep, and it appeared the
only way we were going to get out was with
a lot of money, and no small amount of luck.

She picked up on my silence,  “what it means,
Chuck is that we have now made even more
trouble for ourselves, and I didn’t think that
was possible.”
“You had the right idea Gene, it just didn’t
happen like we thought.”
“You’re talking like it’s going to work out?”
“How else can I talk?”
“Chuck can you just, for one minute talk
real here- and quit with the dreamy “it
will work out,” non sense?”
“What if it’s not non sense Gene?’
“But it is Chuck, that’s the point.”
“So you say, but what if?”
“See there you go again, I can’t get you
to see how unreal your ideas are?”
“OK Gene I’ll give you that it’s odd, and
that not everybody thinks of such things,”
“No they sure don’t…”
“But that doesn’t mean they aren’t possible,
it may mean, that folks who are living day
to day, just working their way through life
don’t ever get to think that there might be
something different.”
“Chuck, when you first brought this up,
I thought you were crazy, then when I
heard these guys talking about the welding
that they did on the rigs, to keep water from
getting up into the rig, suddenly something
clicked and I saw your idea.  But after all this
Chuck, I think we’re in somewhere where we
shouldn’t be, and I don’t think we ought to
continue to move forward with this.”

She leaned forward on the table, folding her
hands together, her point was a final one.
When she did that, it was her way of saying
that she’d said what she had to say and that
was that.  Usually I went along with that, but
this time, it just wasn’t going to happen.
“Gene let’s back up and think amounts, so that
we understand the real deal, we’re talking more
millions than we’ll ever see, ever.”
“The millions make sense some, I have to admit
that the money would be incredible…”
“Uh huh-“
“But we’re not these kinds of people Chuck.”
“Uh huh-“
“Chuck why do I get the feeling you ain’ listenin’ to me?”
“Uh huh-“
“And so they gave me a thousand dollars
just to dis you, so I’m leavin’ alright…”
“Uh huh- hey, wait a sec, do I get some
of them bucks too?”
She reached across the table and punched my arm.
“Chuckles you got to get serious about this man,
it ain’ goin away now, it’s on us, we brought it,
and I feel scared of those dudes, they are weird?”
“See when you say that to me, it makes me feel
all warm inside, cause I thought I was weird?”
“You are, that’s not the point, they are weird
in their own little “gangster with guns” sort of
way, and I just ain’ used to nothin even close to that.”
Her point was a really good one, one I couldn’t
and wouldn’t argue with, yeah; right.
“What do you want to do?”
“Whoa there cowboy, you tryin’ to put
this on me?  This wasn’t my idea-“
“Goin to see them was-“
“And you said it sounded good, remember?”
“You apparently aren’t going to let me forget-“
“I’m just sayin’,” by now I knew Gene as going
to let the hammer down, it was just a matter
of time, and I figured I knew where she was
going to land it at. “We started down your
path, your idea, your craziness, we didn’t
need the money-“

“Yes we did-“
“No, Chuckles, we didn’t, that was in your
mind, I’ve never bugged you about
money, it’s not an issue to me and
you know it, if it were I would have
left you like those others who left
Jeff holding the bag-“
“Hey, Smadge is a good guy-“
“That’s what I mean, bad deal for
him, but worse deal for them, they
lost a good guy, but babe, I’m not
about the bucks, never have been.”
“So how come you always like to
go downtown and get new stuff?”
“Ah c’mon man, that’s just ladylike,
what, you don’t want me to be
ladylike?”
“Oh yeah, it’s real ladylike getting
us into a shooting match with hoods.”
“Chuck, we might’ve needed what they
were talking about they could do.”
“I hate relationships based on need,
don’t you?”
“Apparently not-“

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