When Sara and Jack arrived at 'Alvin's A+ Liquor and Fine Wine' the sky was a weird, almost greenish-gray. Not really a green if you think about it but if you saw it, then you would know what I mean. Maybe it was more like a yellow. They didn't know that John was inside the liquor store. He was already drunk. He had driven drunk all the way, on a four hour trip through a hell of cornfields from Bird City. He was arguing with the twenty three year old girl working the cash register about his soberness. It was the store's policy to let people who were already drunk by alcohol. When Jack and Sara opened the drawer he thought the store was being robbed.
"I'M NOT DRUHNK, you spupid BIATCH!" John slurred. A little bit of spit dripped into his beared.
"Sir, you are going to have to leave or I will call the cops," said the girl.
"I'M GONNA CALL THE COPS ON YOU!"
"That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard."
"Oh yeah? You wanna hear the stupidest thing I ever heard?"
"Sure, go ahead."
"My faggot father's drove their car of a cliff."
"Huh?"
"My dad's... they were gay and they drove off of a freakin' cliff." When John said this, Jack realized who he was.
There was a pause and the the girl said, "I'm sorry, sir... that's sad."
"Yeah well it's the stupidest thing I have ever heard," said John.
"It's not stupid. It's sad."
"Well it ain't too damn SMART!" John said and stomped out the door. He walked right past Jack and Sara and didn't even see them he was so drunk. Jack told Sara to get the champagne while went out to talk to his brother. They didn't ever recognize each other.
"Yeah well it's the stupidest thing I have ever heard," said John.
"It's not stupid. It's sad."
"Well it ain't too damn SMART!" John said and stomped out the door. He walked right past Jack and Sara and didn't even see them he was so drunk. Jack told Sara to get the champagne while went out to talk to his brother. They didn't ever recognize each other.
Remember, that it had been two years. Two years to the day actually.
"John! Wait... John, it's Jack, your brother!" Jack was kind of nervous to talk to a man in such a belligerent state.
"I don't have a brother," John answered. Jack ran to him and grabbed him. They looked each other in the eyes for the first time in two years. "Jack?"
"Yeah, it's me..." and then, "What the hell are you doing in Kansas City? I thought you lived in Bird City," said Jack.
"I hit the jackpot on a scratch-off"
"No effing way! I --"
"Don't talk like that."
"What? Don't talk like what?"
"You sound gay when you say 'effing'."
"Oh... I won the lottery too, ya know."
"Are you shittin' me?"
"Nope." Sara came out with the Dom Perignon and two crystal champagne glasses. She gave a glass and the bottle to Jack. She licked her finger and rubbed it on the rim of her glass. It said, "Woooooooooooo..." Jack popped the cork out and the champagne fizzed. He poured Sara's glass first, then his, then he gave the bottle to John.
"To Kansas City," he held up his glass.
Sara held up her glass also, "To Kansas City"
John gave a kind of grunted laugh and then, "Kansssstitty." He chugged what was left of the champagne. I think he should go down in history as being the drunkest man to win the lottery.
It was getting cloudier and looking like it was going to rain. It was still that weird yellow color. It also had dropped about five degrees since they had arrived at Kansas City two hours ago.
Alvin's A+ Liquor and Fine Wine was on the edge of a lake called Moon Lake. Next to Alvin's was the First Moon Lake Bank. Since it was really in the middle of nowhere most of the business that the First Moon Lake Bank did was cash checks made out by the lotto office, which was next door. The three walked in the lotto office. Everyone working there thought it was hilarious that they were paying out to two brothers. John thought it was funny that they were laughing about having to cough up 1.5 billion to Jack and 10,000 to himself. He was so drunk though. He was actually on the verge of passing out... and his breath smelled awful.
"John! Wait... John, it's Jack, your brother!" Jack was kind of nervous to talk to a man in such a belligerent state.
"I don't have a brother," John answered. Jack ran to him and grabbed him. They looked each other in the eyes for the first time in two years. "Jack?"
"Yeah, it's me..." and then, "What the hell are you doing in Kansas City? I thought you lived in Bird City," said Jack.
"I hit the jackpot on a scratch-off"
"No effing way! I --"
"Don't talk like that."
"What? Don't talk like what?"
"You sound gay when you say 'effing'."
"Oh... I won the lottery too, ya know."
"Are you shittin' me?"
"Nope." Sara came out with the Dom Perignon and two crystal champagne glasses. She gave a glass and the bottle to Jack. She licked her finger and rubbed it on the rim of her glass. It said, "Woooooooooooo..." Jack popped the cork out and the champagne fizzed. He poured Sara's glass first, then his, then he gave the bottle to John.
"To Kansas City," he held up his glass.
Sara held up her glass also, "To Kansas City"
John gave a kind of grunted laugh and then, "Kansssstitty." He chugged what was left of the champagne. I think he should go down in history as being the drunkest man to win the lottery.
It was getting cloudier and looking like it was going to rain. It was still that weird yellow color. It also had dropped about five degrees since they had arrived at Kansas City two hours ago.
Alvin's A+ Liquor and Fine Wine was on the edge of a lake called Moon Lake. Next to Alvin's was the First Moon Lake Bank. Since it was really in the middle of nowhere most of the business that the First Moon Lake Bank did was cash checks made out by the lotto office, which was next door. The three walked in the lotto office. Everyone working there thought it was hilarious that they were paying out to two brothers. John thought it was funny that they were laughing about having to cough up 1.5 billion to Jack and 10,000 to himself. He was so drunk though. He was actually on the verge of passing out... and his breath smelled awful.
It started raining outside.
After they got there checks totaling 1,500,010,000 dollars they went to the bank. John deposited his into his checking account, which was a smart idea. Jack wanted to cash the whole thing but the bank wouldn't let him. He basically cleaned out their safe still. They gave him 700,000 and deposited the rest to a joint account he and Sara were forced to open. The rain kept up for a while before the lightning struck. When the lightning struck it hit a power line that connected to Alvin's A+. The side of the building caught on fire a little but no one really noticed it until it was too late. Soon the whole building would be engulfed in flames. The wind kicked up. The clouds accelerated in the sky and started reaching down. They were reaching for the lake and finally they got a hold of the lake and started a water spout. It was the strangest thing that Sara had ever seen, an entire lake in the sky. All of the water had left the crater-of-a man made lake in the ground.
John in his inebriated state ran took the large suitcase, full of crispy Benjamin Franklins and ran outside to put it in the car. Jack ran after him trying to get him back inside. That was when the liquor store went up in flames. Have you ever seen a liquor store burn? It isn't slow and steady. Just as the liquor store went up the tornado crept closer to it. The wind shattered the windows and sent Molotov cocktails everywhere. The tornado got a hold of the cars and they went up in the air. John was stunned with fear. Jack couldn't get him to come back inside the bank. And even if John could snap out of it long enough to run back to the bank he wouldn't have been able. The speed of the wind had rendered the both of them immobile. They were clinging to a small tree in the parking lot. John dropped the bag and the wind took it. Somehow the bag came open and money flew everywhere. They couldn't hold on to the tree anymore and got swept up by the wind. John flew up about 400 feet and crashed landed in the crater that used to be Moon Lake. Jack went up about 100 or so feet and slammed down about 20 feet from where he had taken off. The tornado left the ground and the reaching hands of the clouds went back into the sky. Along with the rain and ashes, falling from the sky, was 7,000 hundred-dollar bills. Jacks fortune came true. His large sum of money was raining down on him. Jack and John were dead.
After they got there checks totaling 1,500,010,000 dollars they went to the bank. John deposited his into his checking account, which was a smart idea. Jack wanted to cash the whole thing but the bank wouldn't let him. He basically cleaned out their safe still. They gave him 700,000 and deposited the rest to a joint account he and Sara were forced to open. The rain kept up for a while before the lightning struck. When the lightning struck it hit a power line that connected to Alvin's A+. The side of the building caught on fire a little but no one really noticed it until it was too late. Soon the whole building would be engulfed in flames. The wind kicked up. The clouds accelerated in the sky and started reaching down. They were reaching for the lake and finally they got a hold of the lake and started a water spout. It was the strangest thing that Sara had ever seen, an entire lake in the sky. All of the water had left the crater-of-a man made lake in the ground.
John in his inebriated state ran took the large suitcase, full of crispy Benjamin Franklins and ran outside to put it in the car. Jack ran after him trying to get him back inside. That was when the liquor store went up in flames. Have you ever seen a liquor store burn? It isn't slow and steady. Just as the liquor store went up the tornado crept closer to it. The wind shattered the windows and sent Molotov cocktails everywhere. The tornado got a hold of the cars and they went up in the air. John was stunned with fear. Jack couldn't get him to come back inside the bank. And even if John could snap out of it long enough to run back to the bank he wouldn't have been able. The speed of the wind had rendered the both of them immobile. They were clinging to a small tree in the parking lot. John dropped the bag and the wind took it. Somehow the bag came open and money flew everywhere. They couldn't hold on to the tree anymore and got swept up by the wind. John flew up about 400 feet and crashed landed in the crater that used to be Moon Lake. Jack went up about 100 or so feet and slammed down about 20 feet from where he had taken off. The tornado left the ground and the reaching hands of the clouds went back into the sky. Along with the rain and ashes, falling from the sky, was 7,000 hundred-dollar bills. Jacks fortune came true. His large sum of money was raining down on him. Jack and John were dead.
This is the poem that I was talking about. The one that Sara wrote in her first book. As I have said, this book and her others are great. You should check them out.
"Brothers"
From the book "Brothers" by Sara Lee Whittles
Jack and John
Were near the pond
When they fetched up their all cash
They both flew in
To the whirling wind
Of currency and ash
"Brothers"
From the book "Brothers" by Sara Lee Whittles
Jack and John
Were near the pond
When they fetched up their all cash
They both flew in
To the whirling wind
Of currency and ash
2 comments:
Travis, brilliant story. Absolutely entertaining.
Thank you, it means a lot. I didn't know if anyone would like it, even though I love it.
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