Tag: better to rest

The bartender.

She gave the bar a last swipe and stood back, admiring it’s gleam.  The tables in the booth and on the floor were spotless, the ketchup and mustard and A-1 bottles full, the salt and pepper shakers topped off.  She had enough clean cutlery and dishes to feed an army. It had been a rocky…

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The shaman.

“I didn’t know you were there, sifu.” “Yeah, well, there’s a lot of things you don’t know.”  His voice was a little slurred, which meant he’d been drinking.  Although she wasn’t sure he was ever entirely sober, and he had to drink a lot before it affected him in speech or gait.  He claimed to…

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Housing in rural Alaska.

Normally housing was tight in rural Alaska, given the high costs of transporting building materials and the fact that less than one percent of the land in Alaska was privately owned.  The times weren’t normal.  Two lousy salmon seasons and a severely curtailed snow crab season the previous winter, and every other house had a…

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Another really cool clue.

“I could be wrong, Liam, but I think this is a piece off an old C-47.” “What’s a C-47?” “It’s the cargo equivalent of a DC-3.”  When he continued to look blank, she said, “Liam, I can’t believe how little you know about flying and still manage to live in Alaska.  The DC-3 was the…

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A clue.

Someone besides Moses had gotten to the jukebox and Santana was telling everyone within hearing to make it real or else forget about it.  On the tiny excuse for a dance floor, Mark Walker was showing Cindi Guttierez how to do a natural underarm turn, only he missed her hand.  She, an enthusiastic if uncoordinated…

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The perfect witness.

“So, there I was, arms full of four bags full of groceries, and coming out of the store I see this guy breaking into my car.” “And that was when you hit him with the jar of tomatoes,” Alaska State Trooper Sergeant Liam Campbell said, his gaze rapt. “Sun-dried tomatoes,” the woman sitting next to…

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