Machines of the Little People by Tegon Maus

Carmen went through them like tissue paper. “Oh, God! Oh, God! He’s here, Carmen, he’s here,” the young clerk shouted from behind the counter.įor a convenience store clerk he left a lot to be desired. Weighing the pros and cons, I walked across the street. I hate mechanical problems, but when the radio goes down it makes for a really quiet and long day.īutch was right, a cup of coffee would be good right about now, but I had mixed feelings about getting it. I had no choice I had to give him the benefit of the doubt. Thirty minutes and then hell or high water, I have to go.” Do me a favor go see Carmen for a couple minutes.” I’ll make sure you make your stop on time, but I can’t if I’m out here bullshitting with you. “I’m no genius, Ben, but your brother-law put some weird-ass shit in her and I can only do the best I can do. “I need a little more time, say another thirty minutes.

“Please, look! Here comes Butch now, so just hang on okay?” “Roy, I have appointments, places to go and people to see. That stuff has to be ordered and even when we get what we need it’s complicated work. It’s not like we can just run down to the hardware store and get shields for your radio. “I swear to you, she is in very good hands and will be here any minute. “Roy, I want Margaret and I want her now and I mean right now.” Butch said if you took one step over this curb, he would have my head.” I almost lost my job after all those cars. I got blamed for the last time you went in there. You know what happened the last time,” he said, pressing his hand firmly to my chest. “I know, and we’re taking care of it, I promise you, but you know you can’t go in there. I was alone.Įverything in life is about balance: give and take, good and evil, yin and yang, and sometimes. they were both gone now, both dead to me. He was brilliant, absentminded, but with her being his wife, I thought sure. I barely heard the words, just the conformation Roger wasn’t going to be here. It was cold, overcast and I feared it would rain. Surrounded by thirty, perhaps forty people, I had never felt so all alone before in my life. City Nights/Knights Submission Guidelines.

Machines of the Little People by Tegon Maus