Deep Star by Jerry Ahern

Author:Jerry Ahern [Jerry Ahern]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Military, Spies & Politics, Terrorism, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Post-Apocalyptic, Thrillers, Pulp
ISBN: 9781628152852
Amazon: B017C5JU1U
Barnesnoble: B017C5JU1U
Publisher: Speaking Volumes
Published: 2015-08-20T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-Eight

Shaw had called Beaux Delys with an invitation for supper and drinks. “I need a break and I need a buddy, got some time?”

“Absolutely, where do you want to meet?” They settled on a place Shaw was familiar with, Papa Joseph’s Pizzeria. Delys had almost not recognized Shaw as he walked through the door. He looked like hell.

The waiter took their order and brought a pitcher of beer for them to nurse while the pizzas cooked. “What’s the matter, Tim? You don’t look well.” Shaw sat there; he looked tired, and thoughtful, almost pensive.

Shaw looked up. “Beaux, I’m tired. That’s all. The stuff with the kids really hit me, now we have the mess in New Germany. I’m tired and I’m starting to forget things. There’s so much... we have so many things hitting us. I feel sometimes like I’m having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. When my memory slips, it feels like... sometimes I think I’ve forgotten ‘this’ before. Maybe I’m too old for this stuff.” Wistfully, Shaw continued, “I’m tired and I’m frustrated; you know I’m not the most patient person in the world.”

Delys nodded and said, “I can concur with that Tim.”

“Shucks,” Shaw said. “When I was little, my grandfather used to make me stand in a closet for five minutes without moving. He called it elevator practice and said it would teach me patience. It didn’t work.”

Delys leaned over and placed his hand on Shaw’s shoulder. “The President and the country need you Tim, right now more than ever.” Delys saw he needed to break Shaw’s mood. He said, “Tim, is it true that, here in Hawaii, it only takes one word to say ‘I Love You?’”

Shaw looked at Delys and smiled. “Yeah, but you can also say it with a pineapple and a twenty.” Delys smiled, it had worked. Wistfully, Shaw smiled back and said, “This getting old crap is coming at a really bad time! I thought about retiring and living off of my savings. Wasn’t sure what I was gonna do that second week.”

Delys laughed and said, “Maybe you need a hobby?”

Shaw lightened up, just a little. “I remember when I turned two, I got really anxious. I figured out I’d doubled my age in a year. I thought, ‘If this keeps up, by the time I’m six I’ll be ninety.’ Now, I intend to live forever—so far, so good.”

“I say again, maybe you need a hobby?” Delys asked.

Shaw smiled for the first time, “I have a hobby. I have the world’s largest collection of sea shells. I keep it scattered on beaches all over the world. Maybe you’ve seen it.”

“What about fishing?” Delys continued.

“Naw, there’s a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore looking like an idiot, and I’m not sure what it is.” Shaw took another sip of beer.

Delys recognized what was happening, Shaw was peppering him with Wrightisms, and he decided to play along. “What about a woman?”

“Women, you can’t live with ‘em, can’t shoot ‘em.

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