Brain by Dermot Davis

Brain by Dermot Davis

Author:Dermot Davis [Davis, Dermot]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EXU Publishing via Indie Author Project
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


The Return of Randy Guswhite

Randy Guswhite sat at the counter in a dark, non-descript dive bar anonymously located on a side street off of Hollywood Boulevard. He looked more like a permanent fixture, the kind of man who sat in the same spot every day, rather than someone who had just popped in for a quick one on the way home from working hard all day. Beside him sat a stranger, looking equally at home in the bar which he probably referred to as his second home. Depressed and overweight, the stranger kept checking out Randy’s reflection in the mirror, as if he maybe knew him from someplace but wasn’t quite sure where.

“Don’t I know you from somewhere?” the depressed, overweight man eventually said to Randy.

Randy took a good hard look at the stranger. “Who are you?” he asked.

“Freddie West,” said the man, extending his hand. “I’m a journalist.”

Randy didn’t shake Freddie’s hand but instead closed his eyes in what looked like painful concentration. “You work for the Times,” Randy said, expecting positive confirmation.

“I don’t work for the Times, no,” said Freddie.

Shaking his head as self-admonishment for being incorrect, Randy quickly placed his massive right hand on Freddie’s head. Instantly freaked, Freddie jerked his head back.

“Keep your hands to yourself, man,” he said, wondering to himself if the guy was dangerous.

“You’re a journalist for the Globe!” Randy exclaimed, quite obviously again expecting his intuition to be correct.

“No, I used to work for The Inquiry,” said Freddie, then added almost apologetically, “until I got writer’s block.”

“I know exactly how you feel,” commiserated Randy. “I’ve got mental block.”

“A ‘mental’ block?” asked Freddie, something he has never heard of.

“I lost my powers,” confided Randy. “I can’t read minds anymore, obviously,” he said pointedly, and shrugged to indicate his obvious exceedingly recent failure to intuit Freddie’s employer.

Freddie suddenly brightened up, now recognizing his drinking buddy. “You’re that guy… that motivational guy with the crazy mind powers… Randy Guswhite!” Freddie expected more from Randy than a non-reactive, cold stare, as if Randy was looking right past him. “What?” asked Freddie, a little alarmed. “What are you staring at?”

“It’s him!” Randy exclaimed and shot off of his bar stool to grab a newspaper out of the hands of a small business-looking gent. The man was in the midst of reading and quite shocked to have his paper ripped from his hands.

“Hey!” shouted the gent but then instantly changed his tune when he saw exactly how large the newspaper thief was. “You can borrow it, no problem,” he said weakly.

Meanwhile, Randy was raging over some newspaper article which made Freddie wildly curious to know what it was. “What is it? What is it?” he asked excitedly, trying to follow Randy’s eyes to the article in question.

“The mind meld!” Randy declared, as if finally putting the pieces together in a way that allowed him to solve a perplexing puzzle. “He really did steal my brain,” he said, pointing to Daniel’s photo which adorned a large advertisement for Charles Spectrum’s best-selling brain book.



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