Divine: A Novel by Jayce Aven

Author:Jayce, Aven [Jayce, Aven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mirror Call Press
Published: 2015-03-11T07:00:00+00:00

Petey’s snake falls to his knees as he lowers his trousers to the dry earth. He kicks them away and the brown cloth lands on top a sage bush. He stands with both hands on his hips in a proud stance.

“My nephew has a pecker bigger than your beard, Ned.”

The women gasp and point at Petey’s pecker. He rocks his hips and it swings like a rope over a swimming hole and their giggles echo into the starlit sky.

“Well now, I think we need to turn our circle of covered wagons into a circle of uncovered fanny’s. Hey, Dewey,” Ned calls out to another man. “Get that violin of yours to sprout out some of that parlor music you like so much. And Mary, give each man a drink from my barrel of whiskey. The coyotes are coming out tonight!”

Ned drops his drawers and exposes his short, but fat, pecker. Its width is greater than it’s length and that makes for some fine lovin’.

As Ned always says, it’s the width that counts.

The bubbles are gone and the water’s cold, which means my after-work, much deserved, fiction party’s over. Today was long. Too long. And I still have dinner to eat and a shitload of work to do for the university.

By the way, Violet, if you’re listening, I did go to the police station on my way home today, but I ended up sitting in my truck for a good hour. It was an hour of people watching - a guessing game of who was there to report a crime, who might be turning themselves in, visiting someone in the holding center, or perhaps, there to pick up a loved one. That’s what made me drive away instead of talking to someone about the weekend break-in. It was a mother who walked in alone, but came out with her arm wrapped around her daughter. A young teenager who was maybe picked up for shoplifting or leaving graffiti on the back wall of the local Walmart, it was that teen who made the decision for me. I pictured her having a record, unable to get a decent job or accepted into college after one arrest, and her life never the same. Okay, I admit my daydream was extreme, the kid probably got off with a slap on the wrist and community service, but that wouldn’t happen to an adult charged with breaking and entering, and I won’t destroy Bridgette’s future based on one mistake. Hannah’s a different story. I could easily take pride in knowing I took her down, but Dan’s right, I can’t bust one and not the other; it would have to be both.

And all of that made me think of Dan entering my home. He did it out of spite because he thought I had a guy in my shower, and he wanted his books back.

Which made me think of myself. I trespassed on his property and looked in his windows.

Fuck. We should all go to jail. Every single fucking one of us.

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