me out,' whined Flakey. Elizabeth couldn't see the point of repeating something that would make Flakey even more tired. 'He needs less to do not more,' she complained. 'Wait and see,' Ting smiled at Elizabeth. I want Flakey to bounce on beat number 1 and beat number 3 not all of them.’ Ting explained. ‘Every two beats?’ asked Flakey. ‘Yes,’ said Ting. ‘Every two beats, not four.’ 'I understand,' said Elizabeth, 'on beats 2 and 4 you can wait.' 'Ready Metro?' Ting checked if Metro was ready. 'Count
quick" i whispered " i'll be right back" and i went up stair to go help kendrick look for his cheque book. when we found it, i quickly headed downstairs to go get the watches. he put them in those lil boxes and hand them to me with the purse and the 1 grand which i told him to keep... then i put the purse on the chair and the watches under the chairs. "babe, why did you rush downstairs" said kendrick as he came downstairs "i thought i heard davon crying" i lied " davon is not here" he said "yeah
The living quarters above the saloon allowed Rodriguez to keep watch over his establishment and maintain his privacy. Seated alone at the slant-front desk, he counted the week’s receipts and sipped his whiskey. Satisfied with the total, he placed enough money in an envelope for an ordinary bank deposit and slid the remainder to the side, bumping a stack of newspapers that threatened to fall to the floor. His eyes glanced over the cubbyholes within the desk and came to rest on the spiral oak inlay
Kat held on tight to the seat as the heavy wheels of the chuck wagon whipped down Farlow’s front street, bouncing with such a calamity the townsfolk scattered for their safety. Her heart thumped with worry for Jake. Don’t let him die, her mind screamed. He can’t die. The Doctor’s Office came into view, and Dallas pulled back on the reins. “Whoa.” The exhausted horses responded and the wagon rolled to a stop. Kat jumped to the ground. “Be careful. Don’t jostle him.” Dallas and the wranglers
Being alone had a very short time span. Five tired, world-weary Sounds rested against the side of the green-painted train looking inside the train driver's cab wondering when the good times had gone. 'They've been gone so long.' grieved Gideon. 'When are they coming back?' 'At least Ezra's back.' Aiden pointed to a pair of feet sticking out from under the tarpaulin. 'Yep, that's Ezra all right. I can tell them feet anywhere,' Caleb laughed a lamentable laugh, shaking his head slowly as he spoke.
when the Allegro Middleseton stopped at Missingtone Valley Station.' Carole felt relieved Flakey was here. He wasn't yet safe but at least she could see him. Knees bent, poised to spring Carole counted down the passing telegraph poles. Telegraph Poles 1 to 7 flashed by. 'Pole 8, this is where I get off.' Flakey rubbed his elbow after he pulled himself up. Dazed and bemused the timid Sound waved his hands in front of his face trying to stop the train approaching on the other track. 'It's slowing down
Edith knew of such things because before she took the job working with the Ben Fillers' Orchestra she enjoyed many years with Mister Moses a trumpeter whose day job was manager of the architecture firm that drew the plans for Spear Point Tower. Occasionally, when time allowed he featured with the Alec Henry Blues Band. Work reduced his time on stage to three, possibly four gigs a year. When word got out Mister Moses was it town and playing live nobody who had a ticket would hand it over for any
'It was exhilarating to feel the rain covering my body. When I leapt I knew Lewis wouldn't drop me. Edith it was wonderful.' 'Yes, I know.' Edith wished for a free spirit inside her to encourage her to take off, join a circus band and be gone with the whim. 'Just a word of caution, Fiona. It's good you are impulsive but you have to think of the consequences. Others have feelings as important as yours, especially those who care about you.' 'Does Lewis care about me?' 'Of course he does, we all
Kat sputtered, “I . . . you wouldn’t. On what charge?” His accusing glare matched the low and dangerous tone of his voice. “You stole fifty dollars from me up in Kansas. Stealin’ a man’s horse is no simple transgression, either. In Texas it calls for a hanging.” “I’ll repay the money.” Jake pushed the hat up on his head and his mouth dipped into a frown. “Alright, I’ll admit that I borrowed your horse.” NEED INTERNAL FEELINGS HERE “That’s real nice of you to own up to it. Now, if you want
forces. 'Wait,' Elizabeth called out, 'Ting, come and have a look at this.' Ting heaved at the cover, 'it's very heavy,' 'Help Ting, lift it up,' Elizabeth aimed her hero towards Ting who was grunting and straining under the weight of the hinged lid. '1. 2. 3,' cried Flakey. 'Heave.' The lid flew back on its iron hinge.