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Truth, As Strange As Fiction: Man With A Gun

   Truth, As Strange As Fiction: Man With A Gun496515016

    by JD Holiday

 

              Back in the mid 70’s, I was the sole provider for my family. It was me and three year daughter named Jennifer while my husband, Angelo, interned in a hospital for a job in the Nuclear Medicine field.

              Up until this time I was a cashier in a supermarket but I could not make enough money to pay the bills. Not knowing what else to do to find a job where I would make enough, (I knew at the time, your months rent should be the same as your weekly salary,) I bought the newspaper every day.

              Looking back it seemed it wasn’t long, and only about five job interviews, until the right job came along that I thought could make what I needed to make ends meet. It was $40 short of the rent but I would get a raise after a trail point to make this happen.

              My new job was as a sample girl for a cosmetic factory. My jpb would be making samples for the customers and taking bacteria samples and sending them for quality control. I haven’t a clue how I was to be a success as a sample girl, but they wanted me and I went for it. Part of my job was to get to know all the likes and dislikes, and the dos and don’ts of make-up for each and every one of their customers, which included many cosmetic companies world wide. You would have been surprise to know which ones, especially when one very famous company was suppose to have its make-up made in France and not in a rural town in New Jersey.

              I joined the chemical lab techs (a place ripe for stories and some I will pass along here as well!) and soon, I must say proudly, I had all the customers products down to memory. Mind you, I was not to deal with the customers directly but make the two bosses, who were also brothers and had inherited half of the cosmetic factory, look like they care for each and every one of these moguls of the make-up industry. It wasn’t long before I stepped into a position equal to that of the lab manager, a pill popping woman named Bromilda, where I bypassed her and making any conversation with her exposive, and dealt only with the two bosses.

              The lab itself was really just cheap kitchen cabinets along the four walls of the room with two rows of the same cabinets occuping the center back to back. My station in the lab was in the far corner against a wall and behind the make-up formulas filing cabinet that hid me from sight and blocked anyone from seeing me from the company office door on the other side of the filing cabinet.

              About four months into the job a young man about my own age was hired to join the other lab techs and was given the station next to me. He was tall and attractive and seemed sociable. He laughed alot. And he found he could find something funny in everything. I did not like him. To me not everything is funny or amusing. I have found people who do, just might lack empathy and even sympathy for others.

              On his third day he came in and stood at my station looking down at me. He stated, “I want your station.”

              Not even hello or a smile. He placed his coat on the back of my chair. “I need my back to the wall,” he added and reached to his coat pulling open one side still staring at me.

              My stare went from his face following his arm to the inside of his coat to see an extremely large gun. At the time I had no knowledge of guns other than they are used to kill.

              Without a word, I opened my stations drawers and cabinets and removed everything. We silencely moved together as in a strange dance of sorts to changed stations, my thoughts in a turmoiI. What was to happen with this strange and dangerous guy. I had to work this job everyday with him right next to me, were my thoughts.

              I found the whole thing surreal. A nightmare really. And stranger still that no one ever ask me way the change! Afraid, I never said. The only time I knew someone notice was the first time one of the bosses came in, looked at my station with a startled look. I put up my hand, his smiled and stepping toward me without a word about it.

              For two months I wondered what others thought about this man.Did he seem normal to the others? I guess he was not theatening to anyone else. Could that be? The only thing he did wrong that was noticeable, in my opinion, was to be late almost every day. And then one day the factory manager, Manny, who I did all the bacteria sample for and I knew well, came running through the lab and straight into the office. Later, he was to tell me the ‘man with the gun’ was selling drugs in the parking lot to factory personal.

              The next day, we were all told the those who are late three time within a two weeks would be fired.

              You can guess what happened. And two weeks later, I moved back to my

station   ~JD Holiday

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Dellani Oakes, Sea of Destiny

Sea of Destiny – Conclusion

sea of destiny cover “In a bold move that shocked high society, billionaire heiress, Emily Geraci married a little known dance instructor, M. Kyle Scott of Orlando. Scott is the son of former dance instructor, Amy (Jerome) Scott of Tampa and the late Michael K. Scott. The wedding was held at the Davenport Dance Studio in Orlando. Among the guests were the dance instructors, Scott’s former co-workers from The Webster Agency, students from the Davenport Studio and members of the crew of Ms. Geraci’s ship, The Serendipity.

The bride was attended by Miss Vera Stapleton of Cocoa Beach. And Ms. Carmelita Porter of Orlando. The groom was attended by his brother, Christopher Scott of Key West, and his son, Randall. The Reverend Daniel Burke officiated.

The reception followed aboard Ms. Geraci’s ship, The Serendipity. The couple will honeymoon in Cancun, Cozumel and Belize. Upon returning to the States, the family will reside in Orlando.”

Kyle read aloud from the Orlando Sentinel. “Look, Emily, we rated page one of the wedding section.” Kyle tossed the paper down on the bed before following it, to lie on his back in front of his wife. “Have I told you this morning how much I love you?”

“Several times just moments ago,” she giggled, popping him with a pillow.

“Oh, hit me again, baby!”

“Did I marry a closet masochist?”

“Yeah, into bondage.” He replied in a gruff, teasing tone. “I’m completely trapped in your eyes and tied up in your love.”

“Shut up and kiss me, bondage boy.”

Her lips were descending on his when the door to their suite flew open and Mindy flung herself on her father’s lap.

“Rosie’s cryin’, Daddy.”

“Where’s Vera?”

“Her’s seepin’.”

“Honey, when Rose cries, Vera will take care of her. That’s her job now, honey.”

“Okay!” She squished her father’s face, puckering his lips. “I wuv you, Daddy!”

Emily got the same treatment. “I wuv you, Emily!”

“I love you too, sweetie. Now go on out so Daddy and I can get a shower.”

“You gonna come play with me?”

“I about an hour, honey,” her father replied.

“Okay. I’ll come get you in an hour.”

“How about two?”

“Daddy!” Mindy looked disgusted, hand on hip. “Who’s gonna play wif me?”

“Wake your brother.”

“Okay!” She bounced out.

Kyle locked the door behind her, barricading it with a heavy table. “We have to be quick, my bondage queen! The pixie princess will be back soon unless her brother can occupy her.”

“Was it a mistake bringing the family with us?”

“Could you be separated from them for a minute?”

She giggled, shaking her head.

“Me either. I love you, Emily Geraci-Scott.”

“Shut up, Kyle, and kiss me.”

THE END

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Character Quotes from Sierra by Dellani Oakes

character-quotes-imageThis novel hasn’t got a proper title either, it’s simply called Sierra, for the main character’s name.

The pictures started to fall off his lap. Sierra, not really thinking, made a grab for the album and missed. The flight attendant looked down at them and gave her a knowing smile. With a twinkle in her eyes, she walked to the front of the plane. Red faced and mortified, Sierra watched the photo album fall to the floor. Unmoving, she stared at it until David picked it up and dusted it off.

“No harm done,” he smiled, white teeth flashing in his tanned face.

“I’m so sorry,” Sierra muttered as the plane began to move.

“For?”

“Grabbing at the book. I missed,” she whispered as she blushed a deep red.

“Not everything,” he smirked, raising an eyebrow. “I thought it was some strange Mississippi greeting. Hi,” he held out his hand to her again. “I’m David and these are my balls. Would you like to sample a handful?”

Sierra laughed suddenly, realizing he wasn’t making fun, just making light of a very embarrassing situation. Putting on her best Southern Belle accent, she replied with a flutter of her eyelashes.

“Why, Mr. Anders, I believe you’re a bit presumptuous. I never grab a man’s private parts on the first date.”

“Too bad,” he sighed. “I rather liked it. You can grab my photo anytime you want.”

Sierra giggled and nudged him playfully in the ribs.

“You’re awful. No wonder they’re sending you home.”

“I can’t be expected to behave,” he agreed. “It’s true. Cannot play well with others is on all my report cards.”

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Character Quotes from Car Trouble by Dellani

character-quotes-imageGlad that I had a good book with me, I leaned my seat back, pulled out a flashlight and started to read. Eventually, the rain and warm air in the car lulled me to sleep. I woke some time later to someone rapping on the car window. I sat up, rubbing my face. The rain had stopped, replaced by that muggy, post rain ick that makes your skin feel like it’s covered in regurgitated slime. Feeling about as fresh as three day old road kill, I opened my window a crack.

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Character Quote from Room 203 – A Marice Houston Mystery by Dellani

Room 113 A Marice Houston Mystery“Where’s my brother?” Brick demanded.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Brick,” Finetti replied.

“You don’t call me that! Where’s my brother? You tried to kill him once before….”

“Twice, you’ll recall.”

“I swear to God, you bitch. If he’s hurt or killed, I will do to you tenfold what happens to him. You won’t live to stand trial.”

“I want to call attention to the fact he’s threatening me,” she said sternly.

“I don’t hear a damn thing,” Alvin said. “Where’s his brother?”

China Finetti clamped he lips together.

“Lady, you damn well better talk, or I’m gonna let that boy go postal on your ass. There’s not a person here who would stop him. You might not ever tell him what he wants to know, and you do have the right to remain silent, but I guarantee, you’ll die screaming.”

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Character Quotes from Beach Babe by Dellani

beach babe coverIn a pinch,” I said with a shrug. “He’s hot, I’ll give him that, but so are all y’all.”

If you had to pick one,” Cole said. “Which?”

Can’t I have all three and not choose?”

Hell, yeah!” Hugo said loudly from the back seat.

The other two men glared at him.

Sorry, I thought we were doing a thing there.”

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Character Quotes from Undercover Lover by Dellani

undercover-lover-cover“Honey, your phone’s ringing.” Blair pointed to Saige’s room.

“I’m amazed it’s working. Damn thing fell apart.”

“That happens when you throw it, dear,” her mother teased. “Tada!” She opened her bedroom door.

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Character Quotes from A Novel Romance by Dellani

character-quotes-image“You read Korean?”

“Korean, Greek, Latin, Russian, Japanese, German, Chinese, Ancient Macedonian…. A few others.” He waved it away as unimportant. “I speak them too, but not many Ancient Macedonians kicking around to practice with.”

Arista giggled. She couldn’t believe he’d actually made a joke. Lionel smiled.

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Character Quotes from a (Not) Gothic Romance by Dellani

character-quotes-imageThis story hasn’t got a proper title yet. I called it Gothic, because at the time, I was trying my hand at Gothic Romance, but it didn’t quite work out that way. It’s still a good book, it’s just not Gothic – but it’s called that anyway.

I assumed he wasn’t a choir boy. Any man as good looking as he is, is bound to have some unsavory secrets.”

Are you saying I’m not good looking?” his tone was sharp.

Not at all, Lance. I’d be surprised if you don’t have a few daddy scares yourself. You’re not half bad looking, you know.”

Then why did we never go out?”

Hmm… maybe because you never asked? Not only that, I don’t really like to date co-workers. I like you too much to lose our friendship.”

Ouch. Friendship Box, meet Lance Wesley.”

Can I be clear? If we didn’t work together, we wouldn’t be talking on the phone. You’d be here and we’d be doing something fun and possibly illegal.”

Lance burst out laughing. “Thank you. You’ve raised my hopes, and shattered them, simultaneously.”

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Character Quotes from The Man Who Wasn’t There by Dellani

the-man-who-wasnt-thereThe Man Who Wasn’t There is a sequel to He Thought He Saw, currently being shared on my blog with new episodes every Wednesday and Sunday.

“Don’t yell,” Jordan said.

“Um…. What?”

“Promise.”

“Okay…. Jordan?”

She pursed her lips, glancing at Marissa. “We think that we need to summon the Peddler.”

“Okay. Do we know how?”

The girls exchanged another glance, blushing.

“Yes, sort of. You won’t like it.”

“Do I have to dance naked at moonlight or something?”

They didn’t say anything. Their silence confirmed it.

“No. Oh, f**k no!”

Marissa glared. Jordan’s lips twitched as she suppressed a smirk.

“You promised not to yell,” Marissa snipped. “And language, Brian.”

“No. No, no, no, no, no—no. F**k no.”

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