Made Men: An Urban Fantasy Novel (Jim Shaw Universe Book 1) by Seth Creamer

Author:Seth Creamer [Creamer, Seth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-13T18:30:00+00:00

DAY FIVE

Chapter Eighteen

I was having one of those dreams where you know you are dreaming. I’d read a book on it once, and they say if you can acknowledge the dream without waking up you can learn to control it. In practice it was never quite as easy as the author had let on. I’d never had much luck setting up the private island in the South Pacific my conscious mind wanted to see, but I could usually manage to steer it away from recounting some of the more grisly images from my past. That night I was in the grocery store looking up and down the aisles for a box of Chicken N Biscuit crackers. I like the things well enough when awake, but I was absolutely fixated on them in my dream. I kept stopping other shoppers, grabbing employees who were stocking shelves and asking where they were hiding. Everytime I asked though, the PA system would tune up and drown out their voices. It was always the same snippet of song from the Temptations. Papa was a rolling stone, where ever he laid his hat was his home, and when he left, all he left us was alo-o-one. It was a good song, with one of those upbeat catchy choruses that leaves you singing along every time it comes on the radio. My only objection was that it would not stop, and I was getting nowhere with my search for crackers. My frustration built until I wanted to put a bullet in those ceiling mounted PA speakers, and I woke up.

Papa was a rolling stone, where ever he laid his hat was his home, and when he left, all he left us was alo-o-o-one. My first thought was that I was still asleep, but as the chorus repeated it penetrated my groggy brain that it was the damn cell phone. I pulled it into bed with me and looked at the screen. I figured out that Amanda’s ringtone humor was still in effect as I saw Father Declan’s name on caller ID. I was still feeling a little disgusted at the whole process when I answered the phone, so my greeting probably wasn’t the most gracious way to address a priest.

"What do you want?"

"Good morning to you too, Jim. I am having a fine day so far, thank you for asking."

Seems like sarcasm travelled just fine through the cellular connection so I was guessing maybe this phone wasn’t through AT&T after all. Since Declan was capable of a level of obstinate stubbornness that could make a mule envious and I didn’t want to face a half hour of listening to him carry on a one sided exchange of banal pleasantries to try and teach me manners, I tried to sidestep the lack of early morning civility in my tone.

"Hello, how are you, how’s the fam, sure is getting cold quick, did you catch the popemobile on Pimp My Ride last Thursday? I’ve been awake for thirty seconds

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