"Jake? Can I see you in private, please?" Mongo asked as he stood in the doorway of the stock room. He had a strange look on his face.
I let go of Alex, who slumped into a heap in front of the bar, prompting Marilyn to run around and help him off the floor. I walked over to Mongo, who stepped back in the stock room. I entered the room and closed the door behind me.
"Okay, Mongo, what's up?"
He looked down at his shoes and then back up to me.
"I think I know where Blaze might be."
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
But what state will she be in?
Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago
(An unrelated comment, Christopher, L Michelle now seems to have disappeared, along with all her comments. That seems strange; I hope that no-one has offended her with bad feedback because I thought her writing is/was terrific.)
Christopher almost 8 years ago
The state she was supposed to be in might be different by the time I actually get around to writing that part. Just like with the first Randolph story, this thing is morphing from drabble to drabble. The best laid plans of mice and men, I suppose.
I noticed she was gone as well. I don't know what happened, though. I thought she liked it here.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Neville.