- Health care reform? http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
- Congressional Viagra? http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
- What are we paying for? http://terrytaylor.posterous.com/ #
- What should we call this behavior? http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
- Bad behavior in Congress: http://terrytaylor.posterous.com/ #
- Sail Cat Road continues now. #
- Silence. Jimmy looked around the corner to see if there was a fourth shooter. There was not. He paused, gun leveled. #
- Acrid plumes of cordite wafted downwind. Jolene squinted into the sunlight. The last deputy was still pulling at a breath. She smiled down. #
- “The cops looking for extra money?” she said. His head broke into three pieces as Jimmy’s .45 ended the man’s pain. #
- “No reason to talk to dead men,” he said. “Let’s go before the real cops show up.” Jimmy watched the patrons inside the café. #
- Gus motioned toward the cruisers. “The real cops are long dead. The road ain’t a good exit either. We got a lot of tails on this one.” #
- Jolene wiped the sweat from her bruised face. Gus nodded toward the woods. The river was close. They could tell by the slant of the terrain. #
- Sail Cat Road will continue later. #
- The meaning of D.C. traffic: http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
- Sail Cat Road continues now. #
- Jimmy walked back into the café. A woman wailed in Pentecostal revival earnestness. A child cried. The manager crouched behind the counter. #
- “Mister, I didn’t know –” said the manager before the bullet ripped out his larynx, taking his last sentence with it. The waitress gasped. #
- Jimmy leaned over the counter into wide eyes of pain and realization of death. The copper smell of blood mixed with bacon and burned toast. #
- “You do know,” said Jimmy to the man who needed money and was willing to sell out strangers to get it. They both understood the feeling. #
- But only one was holding the .45. Jimmy was too efficient to waste time on blame or regret. He hated to waste a bullet, but he did. #
- The woman in the booth bellowed louder. He walked past her; then he turned. “Cry for your family, not for him. They’ll appreciate it more.” #
- Outside, the air had cleared. Bodies lay in crimson puddles. Jimmy’s age began to affect his coldness. He wished it had not come to this. #
- He spent little time on his wish. He followed Gus and Jolene towards the river. One day, he thought, we’ll stop running and just fish. #
- Sail Cat Road will continue later. Thank you for following. #
- Chapters 1-20 of Sail Cat Road is at http://sailcatroad.posterous.com #
- Traffic in DC? http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
- Big Government Anger? http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
- http://www.nogoodend.com #
- Big Government and the Census: http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
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