Bear, Greg - Psychlone by Bear Greg

Author:Bear, Greg [Bear, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-30T15:42:29+00:00

“Maybe, but I went with him once in a patrol car. He had to pick up a drunk. Geez, the guy was all scuzzy, with stuff leaking out his mouth ... yechh."

Carrying the fire

Tim remembered Kevin Land and frowned. “I knew a drunk once,” he said, trying to appease the voices. “He was just sick, that's all. He was in bad shape. My Dad rented some land to him cheap so he could live away from the streets."

“Yeah, but I wouldn't want to go around handling them all the time, anyway. So cops have to do lots of dirty things, arrest pushers and whores—"

“Whores?"

“Sure. My uncle used to work on vice."

“What was that?"

“Boy,” Archie said, sighing, “you did live in a small town, didn't you?"

“Pretty small,” Tim said softly, looking down at the ground.

“Vice is where they arrest whores and pimps and raid porno joints. They used to be able to bust porno joints all the time, but now they have their hands tied. Both Mom and Dad say it's because Satan has control of the government."

“You ever seen a whore?” Tim asked curiously.

“Naw. My uncle still gets to bust them pretty often, though."

“What do whores do?"

“Geez, you don't know? Ever watch Police Woman on TV? She gets to play whores—

hookers—all the time. My Dad watches that show. Mom likes Kojak better."

“Yeah, but what do they do?"

“They let you stick it in them for money."

“Stick what?"

Archie blushed and muttered something about not asking too many questions. “Ain't you been through sex ed yet?"

“Oh,” Tim said. “That."

“Yeah, that."

“I might have known a hooker once. At least, there was talk she went out with guys for money."

“I guess every town has them.” Archie adjusted his fake foot and swung down lightly from the tree limb, dropping to the ground. Tim noticed he let his good foot take the shock.

“You're pretty handy with that thing,” Tim said, landing beside him.

“Yeah. Lots of practice. I don't want to be gimpy.” Archie walked away. Tim bent down to tie the laces on his tennis shoe.

Put him out of his misery

Then he stood up and ran after the boy. “Anybody ever razz you about being ... you know?"

“Sometimes. I just punch their lights out. You know, I can kick pretty hard with this thing, like a horse hoof. Doesn't hurt me, unless I twist the leg wrong, but it sure kicks the hell out of anyone who bugs me. Like the Bionic Man, you know?"

“Yeah.” Tim laughed.

“You like comic books?"

“Some."

“Which ones?"

“Oh, I like Superman and Batman."

“Geez, those are old! ” Archie said, snickering. “You should look at the Marvel stuff."

“They're dumb,” Tim said. “Everybody talking all the time, and that idiot Spiderman."

“Some of them are pretty good, though. I read a lot of DC stuff. Ever look at Howard the Duck?"

“What?"

“It's about a talking duck, wisecracks and all sorts of stuff. Pretty good. But if my Mom knew what the duck talked about, she wouldn't let me read them. He has this girlfriend, a woman, not a duck, and he sleeps with her and everything.

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