Flower Power Trip by James J. Cudney

Author:James J. Cudney [Cudney, James J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creativia
Published: 2019-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

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After my normal routine dropping Emma off at school and educating the future of America for two solid hours, I popped in to update my truculent boss, Dr. Myriam Castle, per her orders. “I'm heading over to the cabin to see if George left anything behind. Ursula is aware I'm going, but she can't make it. She has a meeting with Maggie Roarke and the Board of Trustees about the library renovation.”

'Travelers never did lie, though fools at home condemn them.' Since you don't seem to always recognize the quotes I generously share, I'll give you this one free of charge. The Tempest,” Myriam replied while gathering her purse, a Coach bag that matched her trim brown and white Chanel suit.

“Yeah, thanks. I gotta go,” I shook my head to detach her particular brand of crazy from nipping at my brain. There was only so much of the woman I could take without theorizing all the illegal ways to silence her.

“I'm coming too,” she insisted. “We'll take my car, it's faster.”

Five minutes later, after countless threats, she entered the address into her GPS while her black four-door BMW zoomed across the river. At one point, I thought we'd been airborne, but I had to close my eyes to prevent getting sick. “Are you not aware of the village speed limit?” I remembered she'd earned a reputation for an almost Indie-500-like erratic driving style.

“Pish. I'm the safest driver out there. Look, we're already here,” she snapped as the car came to an abrupt halt in front of a cabin. “Must be that dilapidated-looking one over there.”

We exited the car. She walked to the front door of a building that needed an overhaul. I rested a moment until my stomach found its proper location inside my body again. I was grateful I hadn't eaten lunch since I was sure my entire digestive system had made a complete loop from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet. “We should be a little careful, don't you think? Someone murdered the man.”

Myriam didn't pay attention to my warning. By the time I'd reached the front of the cabin, she was already halfway around the side heading toward the back. “Don't dawdle, Kellan. I have to be back in an hour for a meeting.” Her shuffle through the muddy terrain looked like one of Nana D's farm animals clumping through the dirt after a rainstorm.

As she approached the rear entrance, I noticed something useful. “There's a box that might be tall enough to climb into this open window.” I moved the wooden crate closer and stepped on it.

Just as I was peering through the window, a shadow moved inside the cabin. It was followed by two hands unexpectedly appearing at the bottom of the sill and pushing the window upward. “I'm already here. Would you please try to keep up?” Myriam scolded in her usual haughty tone.

“How did you get inside?” I said, leaning into the window. Then I fell back and crashed through the wooden crate.

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