March drabbles - 30
It was raining as they pulled into town. Bike-engines thrummed; wheels skidded; the entourage of hangers-on hung on and stopped beside him. Really the guys could’ve camped outside but they didn’t want to drown. So Peter and John were sent to look for a place.
“How?” asked Peter.
“Follow the watercarrier.”
“Why?”
“ ’Cause he’ll help.”
They followed to a run-down house in a mud-strewn alleyway. “The boss needs 13 bedmats, space for a meal…” Then the stranger, watercarrier, led them upstairs.
“Okay,” he said. “Just don’t wreck the place.”
And next day, time and space and place wrecked man.
“How?” asked Peter.
“Follow the watercarrier.”
“Why?”
“ ’Cause he’ll help.”
They followed to a run-down house in a mud-strewn alleyway. “The boss needs 13 bedmats, space for a meal…” Then the stranger, watercarrier, led them upstairs.
“Okay,” he said. “Just don’t wreck the place.”
And next day, time and space and place wrecked man.
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I hope you have a nice Easter,
Ron