The whole damned city had changed

“Me?” I said. No one comes to see me. Not anymore. “You are Mr. Pyrus,” she said. It wasn’t a question. “Just Pyrus will do. My friends call me…” “We shan’t be friends,” she said with a sweet smile. “Can we talk somewhere?” Shan't we? Has this woman modeled herself on an Audrey Hepburn character, … Continue reading The whole damned city had changed

Yeah, yeah, yeah

It’s a bad idea, going after the woman. It’s already cost me a sport coat and pair of pants. Nice pants. If I think about it I’m already invested in this case. What case? She has disappeared up ninth and I’m a block away. On top of that, I’ve pissed off whoever Thorn works for. … Continue reading Yeah, yeah, yeah

The jelly bean conversation

Jelly Beans? No thanx. I'm off sugar. Oh come on. Have one. Just one won't hurt. No really. I'm not eating the sugar anymore. These are really special jelly beans. They're imported from Madagascar. Madagascar? Bullshit. Kids love 'em. You know, Reagan kept a huge bowl of jelly beans in the Oval Office. And you're … Continue reading The jelly bean conversation

They were such quirky cars in their day

What I'm trying to say is, I went to see Leibowitz the day he died as he sat half asleep in his car, a nice Saab convertible with 220,000 miles. It was one of the early '90s models, in that deep Saab red and I tell you it looked as good as the day he drove … Continue reading They were such quirky cars in their day

Next time definitely

Note: this little story has its problems - especially the ending - but here it is anyway.  -DS Jed typed. “I’m crossing Amsterdam right now, should be th…” a horn honked and a truck swerved, just missing him. The blast of the horn caused him to spin around and lose his balance. A man helped him up. … Continue reading Next time definitely