Posted by Wodke Hawkinson on Sunday, March 24, 2013
This story was written for an
alphabet challenge and previously published on another site. The challenge was
to start each sentence with a letter of the alphabet, using each one in order,
beginning with J. Written by Wodke Hawkinson.
wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Killers
and perverts ran amok. Learning to
stay out of their way wasn’t easy. Meaty
hands reached through the bars attempting to grab new prisoners as they were
“Never again,” I swore under my breath.
containers of beer are frowned on by the police when they pull you over for a
burned out taillight. Pretty soon,
they think they have the right to search you. Quirky SOBs.
luck on their part led them to the body in the trunk. Shocked looks passed between me and my buddy when the lid popped
“That’s not mine,” I exclaimed.
“Umm, how did it get here then?”
“Vinnie did this!” I said with
certainty, expecting them to believe me.
“What do you mean; who’s Vinnie?”
“Xavier’s cousin, everybody knows that.”
both be coming down to the station; we have a lot of questions.”
out, I missed the whole booking process. All
I remember is sharing a cell with Big Earl who insisted on giving me neck
massages. Before I knew it, morning
had arrived along with my lawyer.
“Crying won’t do any good at this point;
just tell me what happened,” Giovanni said, pen poised over a yellow legal pad.
“Dude, me and Bruce were hangin’ at the
corner when suddenly Vinnie pulled up, jumped from this car, and told us to
deliver it to the docks. Everything
happened so fast; Vinne told us to go, and we went. Friggin Vinnie. Got me
in trouble again.”
“Hey,” Giovanni said softly, “I can’t
get you out of this.”
I resigned myself to spending many quality hours with Big Earl.