"I don't want that either," I said, picking up the dollar off of my desk. "But I owe her at least a dollar's worth of work."
Barbara smiled. She was a plain woman with straight brown hair and horn-rimmed glasses. But she had a nice figure. And that smile. Oh boy, that smile.
I gave her a pen and asked her to write down the address and phone number of the orphanage on the back of Max Dolan's picture.
"Jake, this is a fool's errand," she said.
"Maybe," I said, grinning, "but I'm just fool enough to try it."
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
And I’m sure there’ll be some foolin’ around before the end of the story if I know Jake.
Christopher over 3 years ago
I know it's on his mind, but this story takes place really quickly over just a few days. But if there's any time for that I'm sure Jake will squeeze it in!
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
Oh Jake (or should it be Christopher?) you naughty, naughty boy!😲
Christopher over 3 years ago
Both, I think.
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
Hehe!
Christopher over 3 years ago
Thanks, Drew. I think this one turned out pretty good, despite my reservations as I was writing it.