Sheryl's Last Stand by Kerrie Noor

Author:Kerrie Noor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kerrie Noor

Jimmy the bus driver sat in McTavishes Cafe, with a plate of chips and a roll and sausage. He had seen many things in his time, but flying G-strings and men rolling on the pavement was not one of them, and certainly nothing he would write home about. He dribbled some sauce on his sausage. ‘The whole thing’s a cock up,’ he said, with a wave of his roll.

‘scuse me?’ said the waitress, cleaning the table.

‘The hotel, someone’s over-booked; they offered Johnston and Steel Ice a family room with twin beds, and Uno Sumo a staff room, too good for ‘em if you ask me.’

‘You’re with the wrestlers?’

The bus driver smiled and stabbed a chip into his brown sauce. What was it with women and wrestlers? The waitress put down her damp cloth and took a seat beside him as he talked about the intimate details of some of the wrestlers. ‘They are moving some of ‘em to another hotel,’ he said. ‘Maybe you can help with the directions?’

The waitress nodded her head and laughed, helping him would be her pleasure, she said. In fact, her shift would be over soon and she had nothing planned.

Jimmy walked back to the Caledonian with his wee tummy wobbling and his shoes clipping on the tarmac. He was thinking about the waitress and her phone number and how tonight might be a night to remember, when he noticed the Volvo parked behind his bus. Jimmy realised that moving the bus would be a whole lot easier with the Volvo out of the way, so he approached Steven.

Steven jumped into the car and turned on the engine. An engine that had been pushed to the limits by Beatrice, then stalled and started by Steven. An engine on it last legs and held together by a shoestring of second-hand parts. An engine that was over ten years old, and had bugger all life in it.

A small trickle of smoke escaped from the bonnet, followed by a hiss and the smell of burning oil.

‘I’d get out of the car,’ said Jimmy.

Steven, still thinking about the cyclist and other annoying things, didn’t hear. He tried the engine again; it made a loud rumble and then a bang. Jimmy pulled Steven out of the car.

The milling crowd now formed a semi-circle around the car as a flame appeared from the side of the bonnet. Someone mumbled something about the fire brigade, as another appeared with a fire extinguisher and tried to get it to work. Steven stood back and watched as a tyre hissed itself flat.

Timing, thought Steven, it’s all about timing.

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