I Only Laugh When It Hurts by Adrian Street

Author:Adrian Street [Street, Adrian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vl-wrestling
ISBN: 9781477540657
Google: hR9ZLwEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-06-03T19:01:30+00:00

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I was within a few blocks of home very late one night, after an evening of lifting weights, wrestling and spending time with Jean. Suddenly my nostrils twitched and the back of my neck prickled as I picked up a scent that I recognized but couldn’t readily place. I had only been very vaguely aware of a few men who were walking up the road ahead of me, and in the same direction that I was heading. I was gradually overtaking them, due partly to the fact that I was a fairly fast walker and that they seemed to be having a heated discussion, and were continually stopping to make some point. A few seconds before I recognized the culprit, I remembered where I had smelled that overpoweringly sickly scent before - Joseph Mackey! I had forgotten until that moment that Mackey always reeked of some foul, sweet smelling deodorant that he must have continually bathed in. If he wore it to mask an unpleasant body, or foot odor it certainly worked well. But how much of an improvement it made had to be in question, as I found the stink quite revolting. There were four of them and by now I was close enough to detect by their accents that they were all Irish. I knew without a doubt that if I was recognized by Mackey there would be trouble. How I wished that he had been on his own. I could have easily avoided any risk of contact with them by either slowing my pace a little. Or by turning left down any one of the side streets that would have taken me the opposite way around the same city block and wouldn’t have lengthened my journey by any more than a few yards. In fact, for a change it wasn’t unusual for me to do that anyway. But me being me, I knew I couldn’t take the easier and safer way out. If I was lucky enough to walk by them without Mackey noticing, or recognizing me that would be fine, I could live with that. But it was not in my nature to alter what I was going to do, even if it meant escaping aggravation. I have been that way all my life. A prime example was walking to Sunday school as a young kid. There were two ways I could go there from home, one way was just a little shorter distance than the other. On the shorter journey I would often find myself face to face and threatened by a big, black Giant Schnauzer, who would rush towards me whenever I passed the house it lived in and bark and snarl right into my face. Which in those days was only a little above the level of the slobbering, noisy jaws of the vicious looking dog. I would be lying, if I said that I wasn’t frightened of the dog. And on the odd occasion that I passed by the house and the dog wasn’t about, I would be both relieved and happy to go on my way unthreatened.

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