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    Riders Ch.6

     

    “Fine you sit there in silence. Come on Al, on three, 1 2 3… I KNOW A SONG THAT’LL GET ON YOUR NERVES, GET ON YOUR NERVES, GET ON YOUR NERVES. I KNOW A SONG THAT’LL GET ON YOUR NERVES AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES.”

     

    We didn’t even get a chance to start again and she was spilling her guts.

     

    “FINE, ok but please never do that again Dana or I will shoot you with one of your own horse tranquillisers. Bette did kiss me. Yesterday afternoon, Al had a bit of a fit because Bette was rude to me and then she stormed of and left us on our own. Well I couldn’t think of anything to say so I offered to help her with Apache’s leg. Well she was upset about the horse and Al going off and Cooper leaving and she was confused and she just kissed me. But it meant nothing. At least that is what she told me.”

     

    “Yeah well goldilocks it would seem that miss Porter was leading you up the garden path wouldn’t it? It would, in fact seem that that little kiss you both dismissed actually meant quite a lot.”

     

    Alice sat smirking to herself as she spoke in response to Tina’s tale and I was, for the first time that day, glad that Alice was driving. Because I was sure the only reason Tina didn’t leap across the space and throttle her was because she would never do anything to endanger the million dollar horses in the back, and killing the woman driving the horsebox would, indeed, have endangered them.

     

    I again turned and watched as Al carried on some sort of internal conversation with whatever voices she heard in her own head and I knew that whatever she said next was either going to piss Tina off because she was way off mark and just grasping at very short straws. Or it was going to piss Tina of because Alice had managed to piece some thing together and had hit the nail on the head.

     

     

     

    —————————-Alice————————-

      

    I knew Tina wanted to kill me I could feel her death stare boring a hole in the back of my skull. But I didn’t care. I was so close to piecing this together if I could just grab onto it. There I just have to wait sometimes it’s like a bulb going of, true flashes of genius in the Piezecki brain.

    Comments

    1. I started rolling at “I know a song that’ll get on your nerves.” “…But when she finally tries Bette’s porridge I am sure that it will taste perfect and be just the temperature she likes it, and she will sit comfortably in Bette’s chair, and then once she has eaten her fill I am sure she be a perfect fit in Bette’s bed.” Nah, that’s not a metaphor at all. ;) I bet Tina is really wishing she hadn’t made that bet because she’s probably ready to puke from not having a cig.

    2. Glad to see you post! Loved the “Goldilocks” story. Got totally caught up in this chapter. Now for Bette’s horrified view? Thanks for writing!

    3. I hope it’s only the beginning, because this story is hilarious :o)) I can’t wait to hear Alices plan, she is a sick woman LOL – more please….and someone should tell Tina her shirt is inside out, out of mercy :o))

    4. Oh man, sorry Ellie about not being around. I had started reading this story and I guess my brain took a vaction. I then remembered that I really liked this story, so now I am caught up. These two are in so much trouble now especially now that Alice has a plan.

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