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Webmaster note: For those of you who print out these stories to read, etc. You might want to just read it then print it out in a week or two. You know when you read a story and there are errors but no one goes back and makes corrections? We do! There are just some things that don't jump out at ya until later....
"New Kid In Town"
by Sparky
Not your usual story. Not even. Definitely Not canon. But, how could I turn down this, oh so "guilty pleasure" when Sparky sent it to me! I guarantee you're gonna love this one!
"Shut up," Johnny snapped, barely controlling his anger. His hand was poised over the handle of his pistol, fingers twitching, when he felt the barrel of a gun press into his back, and heard the cock of the hammer.
"Not a Good Day To Die"
by Sparky
Finally, a new home (like you thought it was going anywhere else?) for this story. This is the prequel to the sequel of "A Good Day In LA." It has been tweaked with a bit so it's worth a "second" read.
You know, John, Cheryl’s gonna be real pissed at both of us if you don’t show up next Friday. She’s gonna think you did this just to get out of meeting her cousin. I don’t care if she’s pissed at you, but man, I really dig this chick. Don’t screw it up for me with her. Cough, damn it. Do somethin’. You miss that date, and I’ll never speak to you again.
This is a knock out sequel to "Premonitions."
Joanne rolled over, startled awake by the sound. "Roy? What's wrong?" In the dark, she couldn't see his face. She didn't need to. A firefighter's wife was no stranger to her husband's nightmares.
“You know, at… at first, I… couldn’t believe they’d even suggest such a thing. I couldn’t believe he wanted you to do it. Milt… he practically begged you to take it off. If I had been in his spot, I don’t know what I would’ve wanted. But, you know Roy, it would have been his decision, not yours. His life was more important than his leg. You heard him. Of course, thanks to you, he’s got both.”
His feet failed to oblige his impulse. Assuming his inability to move was related to the impression his boots were somehow suddenly encased in concrete, Roy warily regarded the vacant-eyed stare of the young girl sitting motionless in front of them. A hushed, husky whisper managed to claw its way free from the confines of his throat. It was the best he could do.
"Johnny. Be careful."
I know it’s late. I won’t stay long. Just thought I’d come by and see how you’re doin’. You know, the... the rain’s finally stopped. They say it’s gonna be a good day in LA tomorrow. Lots of sunshine, clear skies. A good day. That’s... what we’re hopin’ for, anyway.
“You know, I’d kinda like to… to have this day back. I’m not feelin’ so good. Tired. I just wanna close my eyes. But, this voice keeps sayin’ I have to hang on one more minute. I don’t know if I can. If I… if I didn’t know better, I’d say my time is… almost up.”
Well, it was bound to happen some time.... NanM and Sparky collaborating. Be afraid. Be Very afraid!
“No, Roy, I’m not all right. I’m not fine. I’m not okay. My hand hurts, my head hurts, my shoulder hurts, my eyes hurt, my....” Johnny paused just long enough to make sure Roy wasn’t enjoying this. “Don’t even ask where else I hurt. Yes, I’m in a bad mood, and, no, I didn’t sleep well last night, or the night before. I came this close to buyin’ it a little while ago, and I’ve just about had it with… with… crazy people, and I’m tired of hearing about… about full moons and what they make people do. There. Now you know. Did… did I forget anything? Is there anything else you wanna know? If there is, just ask it now, and get it over with.”
“Yeah." Roy smiled, "There is one thing.”
"Yeah?" Johnny frowned. “What’s that?”
“You hungry?”
"Cap, Roy. I saw John's Rover in the parking lot...." He was breathless, like he'd just run a mile. "Is he here?" Kelly's voice had a distinctly nervous edge to it.
"No, he's not," Roy replied, swallowing hard. That feeling in his stomach was twisting into a huge knot. "Cap here said he saw a sheriff's car follow Johnny into the parking lot, and then they left right away. What do you know about it, Chet?"
Kelly's eyes did a little dance around the room, trying to avoid looking straight at either of the men in front of him.
What are the consequences for decisions we make? Two paramedics know that answer.
It's just another day for Roy.... Beautiful day out. Good day for garden work. Good day to be alive isn't it?
Something is out there and it's calling Johnny Gage. How can he fight something he can't see?
A fabulous response to Challenge #5. Sleeplessness has its own traps....
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