A Dead Man's Tale by James D. Doss

A Dead Man's Tale by James D. Doss

Author:James D. Doss [Doss, James D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2010-06-24T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirty-Four

Hard Work Makes Hearty Appetites

When Miss Muntz eventually found her way back to the spot where she had left Daisy Perika, the sleet-spitting storm clouds had drifted away. The tribal elder was waiting beside the road, her hunched form bathed in silvery moonlight. As soon as the flustered white woman pulled her Buick to a stop, the Indian opened the door and grunted her way into the passenger seat.

“I’m terribly sorry to be so long in getting back, Daisy—I realize you must’ve wondered what happened to me. Well, you would not believe the adventure I’ve had.” Miss M. proceeded to give an account of her unnerving journey along unmarked and sinister rural roads and how she had ended up at a “horrid cemetery all grown over with weeds” where she had heard “a whole pack of feral dogs howling for blood—or perhaps it was wolves—they all sound much the same to me!” On and on, her story went by mile and by minute until every detail was duly recited for her silent passenger. Eventually, the talkative lady remembered the original purpose of the night’s mission. “Oh, I’m so sorry—I almost forgot to ask—did you manage to take care of your little task?”

Daisy nodded.

Miss M., who was an ever-so-careful driver, turned her face briefly to beam on her friend. “Now that you’ve done the right thing, don’t you feel much better?”

The woman with the trophies in her purse admitted that she did.

“Good for you! Even though I merely played a supportive role, I suggest that we celebrate our mutual accomplishment.” She pondered the possibilities. “Shall we stop someplace for an evening snack?”

Famished by her exertions, Daisy suggested that they take their business to Sunburst Pizza. “I’ll get me one with pork sausage and double cheese and green chili.”

“An excellent choice, my dear. I shall order a medium calzone with Italian sausage. No bell peppers, if you please.”

This reference to calzone was a private joke, and both women laughed. Just like old times.



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