Blood and Lemonade by Joe R. Lansdale

Author:Joe R. Lansdale [Lansdale, Joe R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 9781616962531
Publisher: Tachyon Publications
Published: 2017-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

“I’ll tell my teachers,” Leonard said.

“What’s it look like, Jaret?” August asked, and now we knew the other guy’s name.

“Like water,” Jaret said.

“Come on, goddamnit,” August said.

“It ain’t as muddy as a bit ago,” Jaret said. “It ain’t clear, but it ain’t all that muddy either.”

“So you’re going to send us down there to get something out of a boat we can’t even see?” Leonard said.

Tom looked out at the water. “It’s stopped raining and the water is running fast. My guess is it’ll clear up some more in an hour or so.”

August studied us. “Well, boys, you got some time to sit there and think. You want to pulls your dicks, or one another’s dick, then now’s the time.”

He laughed at his own joke.

I studied the man with the gun. He was our main worry, but those other two were big guys, especially August, and from the looks of them, they’d been in a few brawls.

We kept sitting, and August kept talking. He was like a chatter box on speed. He just wouldn’t shut up. And then I got it. He was on speed.

August talked about himself. He talked about his family, and during the conversation it was made certain that those two guys were his brothers. He talked about his old man, and how he was working under a car on a creeper, just his legs sticking out, and how he had gotten killed when the jack holding up the car slipped and the car dropped and crushed him. Tom laughed when August told that story. It got funnier for Tom when August talked about the reason the jack slipped. August said he kicked the jack loose holding up the car and when it fell on his father it made a squishing sound and shit ran out of his father’s pants leg. Then there was a pool of piss and blood that oozed out from under the car along with the shit.

“Ah hell, we don’t know you actually kicked that jack,” Jaret said. “It could have slipped.”

“I kicked it,” said August.

“If you say so,” said Jaret. “I don’t think you have the balls for that.”

“You think what you want,” August said.

This bothered August enough for him to go quiet for a while, but alas, it didn’t last. He started talking again.

“Old man disrespected our mother once too often,” August said. “I had to take him out. Also, he beat our asses all the time. Mine especially. I think he liked how that belt sounded against my back or upside my head. I got a scar over my right ear where he hit me with the buckle. Had more light, I’d show it to you.”

“I don’t care to see your scars,” Leonard said.

August by now was ignoring Leonard. He had stories to tell and he was going to tell them if we were interested or not. He told us about a calf he used to get behind, climb up on a stump, and fuck. He talked about that calf like it was a long lost girlfriend.

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