749632 - 20. working man

by red jones

part twenty of ?

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larry woke up at the same time every morning. larry was a good person, according to himself, but in his dreams, which he never remembered, he was often a bad person. it always took him a few minutes, when he woke up, to remember what he was and who he was. he was a human being. he lived on planet earth. with many other people who also lived on planet earth. what else? he had to get up and get dressed and “face the day”. and - maybe - probably - go to work. he, larry, belonged to the 41.2 percent of persons on the planet who had to go to work. down from 53.7 percent a mere ten years before. it was not fair but there it was. he had to do it four or five days out of seven. he remembered he had eaten macaroni and cheese the day before which meant it had been wednesday. so today was thursday and he had to get up and go to work. not that he would have stayed in bed if it had not been a day he had to go to work. he would have gotten up and gotten dressed and sat and looked out the window and daydreamed about - what he daydreamed about. we will save that for later (maybe, if we get permission). larry lived on the fourth floor of a ten floor apartment building in a medium sized city on the planet earth in the modern world. there were three other apartments on the fourth floor of the apartment building. larry’s apartment was 4-a, shari blaine’s was 4-b, kari wade’s was 4-c, and harry slade’s was 4-d. larry avoided all three as much as possible, which was not difficult, as all four of them were modern world persons. shari and kari were modern women who hated men. harry had a mean look about him that made larry a little nervous when he occasionally encountered him in the corridor or in the elevator. larry put on his thursday clothing. a red t-shirt with the words “you are awesome” on it, which he had won at a raffle at his workplace. a pair of black jeans with the words ‘hand-sewn” stitched on the back left pocket. and a pair of gray mocassins with “hand-stitched” stitched on their inner soles. he took a bottle of mineral water out of the tiny freezer beside his bed. and he was ready to roll. another day, another dollar. he liked the phrase, although he was not sure what it meant, or what a dollar was. next

749632 - 19. eva

by red jones

part nineteen of ?

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after leaving poor larry locked in the black car, the woman in the black suit with gray stripes pushed open the door of al’s place. willie was sitting alone at one of the four small tables, looking down at his cup of cold black coffee. there were no signs of any other persons. hello, willie. hello yourself. i bet you thought i would never get here. willie did not answer. where is al? the woman in the black suit with gray stripes asked. in the back. poor al - he has a tough life. not as tough as mine. if you say so. who was the woman in the black suit with gray stripes? her name was eva plantagenet. she was one of the first 10,000 experimental amalgamations, of three persons chosen at random from the available fragments of the time - matter continuum. the three persons were: dorothy walker, a debutante from the upper east side in 1924. dorothy’s sister, cecilia. and jasper jones, a ruffian eva’s number was 07rf-j8j7. she was a special agent, number 0023-h. al came out of the back room, wiping his hands on a faded blue towel with red polka dots. what did you do with larry? al asked eva. i left him in the car. what did you think i did with him? next

749632 - 18. jasper

by red jones

part eighteen of ?

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dang, thought jasper, this is one long and lonely highway. even longer than the one between thomasville and paris. and lonelier than the one between harristown and south eden. jasper had walked a lot of long and lonely highways, it was what he did. it was the loneliness that got to him. jasper liked to talk. and he had a lot of things to talk about. but no one who wanted to talk to him about them. it had not always been this way. when jasper was a little boy he talked all the time. nobody paid any attention to him. but nobody laughed at him or told him to be quiet. and in those days he did not have so much to talk about. just the things he saw and experienced himself. grandpa read the newspaper from front to back every morning. when grandpa finished with the newspaper he tossed it aside. jasper, who had learned to read in school, and was the third best reader in the school, would retrieve the paper and read it from front to back. he liked the comic strips, especially mutt and jeff and the katzenjammer kids, but he liked the front page news about wars and peace treaties even more. the sports pages and the society pages, not so much. jasper wanted to talk about the things he read in the paper, especially the wars and peace treaties and the generals in their uniforms and medals and the diplomats in their black top hats, but did not find much of an audience for his observations, especially from mother and grandpa and kid sister sally. mrs lincoln, the teacher in the little red schoolhouse, told jasper he was a bright boy - meaning the term as a sincere compliment, not as an expression of derision, like the men in the barber shop and the pool hall. she would have been saddened, but not terribly shocked, to see jasper walking down the long and lonely highway talking to himself. the moon came up over the highway. next

749632 - 17. dorothy

by red jones

part seventeen of ?

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what are we going to do about dorothy? i did not know we had to do anything about dorothy. is she ill? if she is, send for doctor parker. we parted ways with doctor parker last christmas. doctor wetherby is our doctor now. of course. as i am in perfect health, i tend to forget these things. dorothy is not ill, but she is still dorothy. being dorothy is not such a bad berth. she gets to live in this fine home on — on something or other avenue - twentieth avenue. thank you, you know how bad i am with numbers. you were saying? i was saying dorothy gets to live in this fine home surrounded by servants who attend to her every need, most of which are quite imaginary. the servants must be paid, especially after the latest ridiculous decrees of the so-called progressive government. people do call it the progressive government, and i believe that is what it calls itself. everything needs a name, or else where would we be? the servants cost money, and dorothy costs money. do we not have money? not so much as we would like. nobody has so much as they would like, not even old jones. yes, cecilia, what is it? i could not help overhearing your conversation about dorothy. of course you could not, as you are a frightful little sneak who listens at doorways and peeks through keyholes. be that as it may, i have a suggestion about what you can do about dorothy. i do not think you are competent to make such suggestions. no, go ahead, cecilia, let us hear what you have to say. delilah and i were walking down twenty-third street yesterday - what were you doing on twenty-third street? and have i not made it clear that i do not approve of your association with delilah? we were on our way to fanshawe’s bookstore, and we were accopanied by delilah’s chauffeur - who i am sure is a complete ruffian. actually goggins is a young woman. who attended bryn mawr. did she graduate? may i politely interrupt? what has all this to do with dorothy? delilah and i were approached by a man - she and the man appeared to be acquaintances.. i do not want to hear another word. and i do not want you assoociating with delilah. what say you, pater? next

749632 - 16. the wanderer

by red jones

part sixteen of ?

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who was the man in the brown coat and the yellow straw hat? his name was ken upside. he went down to the river to buy his poor dog a bone. but when hie got there old man mose was gone. that is strange, ken mused, old man mose is always here. right where he belongs. puzzled, ken wandered into the swamp. maybe charlie catfish knew where old man mose had gone to. if anybody would know, it would be charlie. or mama roo, but ken was not about to try to find mama roo on this sultry summer evening as the sun was going down. soon it would be night. and tiger, kens dog, would be wanting a bone. tiger was a good old dog, but getting a little old in his game. ken saw a flash of light in the gathering gloom. that must be charlie, he thought.lighting his pipe. and sure enough, it was. charlie waited for ken to speak up if he had a mind to. charlie never started conversations, a body could come upon charlie in the swamp, or even in town on the rare occasions he ventured into town, and charlie would wait for the body to speak, even if it took all night or a week or until judgment day, before he, charlie, would speak a word. ken did not waste time on preliminaries. howdy, charlie. seen old man mose around? ain’t seen him around lately. seen him leave, though. leave? leave when? and leave to where? where do you think? to join pancho villa. he’s been talking about it for years, you know that. but he was going to take me with him! he promised! charlie shrugged. i got nothing to say about that. between you and him. well, ken expostulated, that does not do much for the last flickering embers of my belief in human nature. i never thought old man mose, of all people, would turn out such a dirty rat. anything i can do for you? my dog needs a bone. i don’t deal in bones, never have. you know that. but what am i going to do? you might try mama roo. if you can find her. find her? it’s getting late. it is already late. night had fallen, and ken and charlie could hardly make each other out. hell, said ken, maybe mama roo went off to join pancho villa her own self. stranger things have happened, charlie agreed. next

749632 - 15. willie

by red jones

part fifteen of ?

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the woman in the black suit with gray stripes got out of the long black car with no headlights or tail lights, without making any sign to larry as to whether he should stay in the car or follow her. she strode purposefully toward the door of al’s place. larry decided to get out of the car and follow her. but the car door would not open. * the time has come to reveal the name of the man in the blue suit. it is willie jones 33. that of course, is only his name. his number is 7y9t-8hh4. this is the new style number assigned to persons already processed in the populaton department’s consolidation program. prior to his processing, willie had been three people living in building 965437 in city 43285, the old “indianapolis” of continent 3. the first person was number 33. number 33 was a leninist marxist butterfly collector who liked chocolate chip cookies and baked a batch of their own every thursday. and wished to share them with their neighbors but was rudely rebuffed. number 33’s favorite scientist was archimedes. their favorite poet was sappho. their favorite movie star was hedy lamarr, and they often dreamed or streamed about being hedy lamarr, or about dining with her at delmonico's or 21. that is enough about number 33 - let’s get on with it. all right. the second person who had been consolidated into willie was: winona kingsbury, who lived across the hall from number 33 , but had never spoken to them except to decline their unwelcome offer of chocolate chip cookies. winona was a poet, and immersed in genealogy. she was a direct descendent of judas iscariot, tamerlane, gottfried leibniz, amd clement attlee, among others. her favorite fictional character was nancy drew. her favorite authors were dale carnegie and sylvia browne. enough already. i hope the third person is more interesting. you are awfully picky. how many people are interesting? good point, but proceed. the third person was: bill white. bill white was a maintenance man in building 965437. he lived in the boiler room in the basement. next

749632 - 14 . where you can be seen

by red jones

part fourteen of ?

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johnny, aka 23685-j, turned the collar of his coat up. he pulled his hat down over his eyes. it was getting cold. and it was already dark. and there was no sign of what he was waiting for. it started to rain. the big guy had told him, stay where you can be seen. no ducking into doorways. understand? i understand. do exactly what i tell you. exactly. no deviation. i get it. stay out where you can be seen. who was johnny to argue with the big guy - and on his first solo assignment? it started to rain harder. and then there was an explosion of sound that almost knocked him over. a blast of light blinded him. stay where you are! stay where you are! don’t move! gorilla hands in metal gloves grabbed his arms. something was wrapped around his head and everything went black. next