The Savior
A story;
Part 1
Adam Zelf stepped out about to cross the street when a large red fire truck came screaming by with its red lights flashing, After it passed Adam crossed the street. He walked a short distance to the Bethlehem Diner entered and sat on a stool at the counter. Stella, the waitress came by.
“You’re lookin’ mighty pretty tonight.”
She smiled. “Thank you, sir. What can I getcha?”
“Franks and bean, whole wheat toast and coffee.”
“Comin’ up.”
When he had finished his dinner Adam went two door to the superette and bought a six pack of Budweiser to take back to his apartment. He crossed over again and stepped up on the curb. His feet hurt him a little bit. His new boots weren’t completely broken in yet.
As he passed Saint Joseph’s Catholic Church the congregation was just coming out. One man looked at Adam with a strange expression. The others paid no attention to him. As he neared his building he felt an odd squishing sensation in his boots. He thought he might have stepped in something on the side walk but there was no bad small as he rode up in the elevator. He went into the bathroom to remove his boots. The bottoms of both boots were filled with blood.
(To be continued.)
3 comments:
To be continued ---- when??? You are going to leave me hanging aren't you ?
It might have gone something like that, stigmata and all. (I've become convinced, though, that Jesus, John, and James knew exactly what was required of them by lineage and prophecy.) And I'm hooked by your story, too.
pacifica62, DB is an actor! He knows exactly how to set that hook.
DB, have read the opening of your new story up to 7/14/2010. To say the least I am intrigued.
Needless to say I will read it as you write it.
Where do you find the time to do all of the writing that you do?
My the time I check my daily online sites and write or respond to few emails I am at a lost for words or thoughts.
Keep it up and you will stay fresh and interesting as always.
Bill
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