Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 261
Sharkey pulled an envelope out of his coat that was fatter than a hippopotamus with thyroid trouble. I opened it and saw more presidents than in a textbook on American History.
"What is this?" I asked.
"Your fee," he said, still looking out the window.
"I don't want this."
"Jake, you're not a Samaritan and you're not a social worker. Take it and shut up."
I smiled, gave him a hug, and went for the door. I looked back.
"I don't even know your real name."
"Marion," he said softly.
I grinned, "You know what? Stick with Sharkey."
He laughed...
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Christopher over 6 years ago
There's still a bit further to go once he gets back to L.A.
That first paragraph was because I realized I'd been a little stingy with the similes and metaphors in this story. I thought I'd better throw a couple in.
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Neville Hunt over 6 years ago
I love para 1! You have a great turn of metaphor, Christopher. But don't worry about any perceived reduction in smile factor. This has been a great ride. :-)
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Christopher over 6 years ago
Thank you both. Yeah, there's a little wrap-up once he gets back to L.A.
I'm going to try to post the rest of it tonight if I have enough time.
