By Robin Miller
Most of those still alive don’t remember how it started, so I decided to write the story down to pass on to any survivors that may still know how to read. The end of the world, as we knew it, was caused by an infection we called the feel good flue. No, that’s not right, it was caused by a pill that created the flue. A pill that was given to people to help them get over their depression, and it attached itself to their pheromones so others would like them as well. But it mutated into a virus. At first you could only feel its effects if you were touching someone that had been exposed, and it quickly became a touchy feely world where everyone was getting off on passing it around. The drug companies made a fortune on the pills, until they were banned by the government. Then it went underground, and the market was only for those rich enough to afford the drug. But you only needed one person to get a dozen or more others high on the feeling. In less than a year most of the world had been exposed to somebody that had taken the drug, and it was said to be better than sex because the feeling lasted much longer. For the most part it had replaced sex as a way to get off, because it only required a touch to feel so good. People were looking for others to touch all day long, and the withdraw symptoms soon became apparent in those that could not get their feel good fix. The government tried everything they could to stop the spread, from laws against not wearing gloves and mandatory detox centers, to quarantine for some areas and marshal law. But it soon became apparent that even many government officials had become addicted, and most of the social services broke down. People were not doing their jobs, and just looking for someone new to feel became more important than even eating. In areas where the drug supplies had been cut off there were many suicides, and hardcore psychotic behavior was seen everywhere. Only a few remote towns, and some islands, were still unaffected and well guarded for protection. Then towards the end of the second year it mutated with a flu virus and became airborne. Many worked on a cure, but it was difficult to get enough qualified people together that were not infected. By the third year most of the major transportation systems were no longer working, and gas had become a precious commodity that none were willing to give up. Electricity and communication systems were all but nonexistent, except for the few that could set up something for themselves, and food riots were worldwide. With so many large farms shut down, all the warehouses cleaned out, and no way to get enough uninfected people to start farming, starvation was taking hold. Bodies laid where they fell until ripped apart by the wild packs of dogs that ran the streets. The survivors, most of whom had rooftop gardens, would pick off as many as they could afford to waste their ammunition on. And anyone seen wandering the streets, that may be infected, were shot as well. Gangs looking for gardens to raid, and warlords in search of hidden stashes of food or fuel, came and went as they battled over what could be took.
By the fourth year less than 10% of the populationof the world was left, and many cities had much less than that. Some of us seemed to be immune, and banded together in loose affiliations according to our needs and abilities. I worked for T.T. which stood for “Top Trader,” because he had the largest network of people that grew on rooftops or could get you what was needed. In the third year of the epidemic I had traded information I had about a stash of food in a fallout shelter, for protection and a steady supply of fresh food. I had been a security guard at a nursing home once, that had some old steam tunnels under it, with a large room of civil defense supplies. The kind of place that was hard to find in the dark, and deep underground. I don’t think even the staff that worked there knew about, but I would use the steam tunnels as a shortcut from one building to another on rainy days or when the snow was deep. The bottles of aspirin were so old they smelled of vinegar, but the canned goods were enough to keep a man alive for a long time. But without some fresh vegetables, from time to time, scurvy was an ailment many were facing. All the building’s, that had rooftops you could plant a decent size garden on, were taken and well guarded. Even seeds were in short supply, and only the people that had the best chance of growing a crop were getting what they needed. So I worked for TT, as a runner from one building to another, moving what was for trade. I could count on some cover from a few of the marksmen that TT paid to keep a watch out for trouble, but there were many places I needed to go where I was on my own. Warlords that might pass through the city, and what was left of the gangs that would take what they could, were not the only dangers a runner might face. Wild dogs were not the only things roaming the streets these days, as cities had become home to any form of nature that that could survive or was passing through. Some of the zoo animals were getting by with picking one another off, as well as anyone they ran across, and I can’t begin to describe how vicious the apes were. Most were not roaming around during the freezing weather, but on nice days even the snakes were out. The rats had no problem in finding something to eat, and the monkeys were eating them as well. We had hoped the first winter in the north would kill them off or drive them south, but many found a way to survive, and their numbers were greater than the zoo ever had. They were a constant nuisance to the gardens, and even barbed wire didn’t stop some of them. Ammunition was in short supply, and they were getting rather good at ducking arrows. But with the help of as many batteries as we could find, and solar powered rechargers, electric fences would keep them away. Still the streets were never safe, and the buildings I went into for the supplies we needed could always be dangerous. Some made a living at going into a hardware store that was known to have a number of vipers in it, just to get a water pump or some plastic tubing for a garden. When you did see another person, down the street or in a window, you would yell out, “Trade?” Sometimes a bargain could be struck, and at other times you would just get a, “Move on!” Some people didn’t want anyone to know what they had, and others just would not trade with anyone that worked for TT, because he had a reputation of getting even with people that screwed him over. Once a so called warlord came to town, trading can goods for fresh vegetables, and the food turned out to be radioactive. Luckily TT had the sense to test it before anyone got sick. About a month latter he came back thinking we would be dead or too weak to fight him, and TT blew up 1/3 of main street to get at him. A few buildings came down and their vehicles were trapped, then so many arrows, spears, and rocks came flying down on them, that what was left of his men killed the warlord for his incompetence. We were not always able to get our hands on high tech explosives, but you would be surprised how much damage a cylinder of compressed methane gas could do. We even had one man that could mix together a few chemicals to make the good stuff, until he blew himself and half the building he was in up. I’m sure that’s the way he wanted to go anyway.
During the fourth year we started to see a few more people that had the feel good flu, working their way north. Someone down south had started a new epidemic, and for some reason this new strain did not like the cold, so people were trying to keep ahead of it. But most of the ones that did make it all the way to Syracuse were infected by the time they got here. They would just be wondering the streets, looking for someone to get close to, and the monkeys tore them apart. For some reason, this time the flu jumped species and they all soon died off like wandering zombies. Most of us believed it was because they were eating the bodies, and were very afraid we might not be immune to this new strain. So whenever we saw one walking around aimlessly, or a grope of them just standing there touching each other, we would throw fire bombs on them from the rooftops. We didn’t want to take any chances the dogs might eat them and get the same thing, and then there were the rats to consider. If the rats got it, and decided to start taking a liking to getting close to us, we would have been done for. There’s just no way to stop an army of thousands of rats. Besides, they were dam good eating and easy to catch. The last thing we needed was one more thingwe couldn’t eat, and they were taking care of our roach problems. We had to keep a close eye on our food chain, because traveling out of town to go hunting or fishing was still dangerous. What few working farms there still were, became controlled by whoever had the most firepower, and the roads and woods often had bandits. The dear would run through the streets from time to time, and when we had a good catch it made for some heavy trading. But sometimes a lion, tiger, or even a bear would get to it first, and if you were not packing some good firepower it was best to just back off. If you were lucky one of the marksman would bring the beast down for you. But if it was another bad day someone would just piss it off with an arrow. I had a good sword, a crossbow, and a shotgun I hated to waste shells with. But my two black powder six shooters were always on my sides, and I was keeping the one keg of powder I had as much of a secret as I could. Each time anyone let off a shot, anywhere in the city, TT would hear about it and know exactly what caliber was used. He controlled all the firepower in our city, as well as the nearly 300 rooftop gardens. And because we would see ultra light flyers from time to time, scouting the city for the warlords, he was trying to put together as much as he could to defend against a major assault one day.
He would say, “we can mine the roads but not the air, so we need to be prepared.” He was right of course, and I knew he was working on trying to make his own black powder. But I don’t think he was having much luck in getting it to work in anything but his home made cannons, and it’s hard to shoot something out of the sky with a cannon. But one of the men had built a high pressure arrow launcher with 25 tubes, that could be fired just by letting an iron rod drop down the side of the building through another tube. It was a one shot thing, and took too long to set up again if you missed or had more than one target, but TT was sure he could do the same thing with tanks of compressed air and a gravity feed lead shot tube. With the monkeys now gone, we no longer had to use what power we had to keep the fences electrified, so we could run things like an air compressor. He was always looking for new talent, and reading as much as he could about engineering. We were slowly starting to learn how to build what we needed, and already had a steam powered generator that ran the power to the theater for movies each week. We tried making bio-fuel for a diesel generator, but it turned out to be a lot harder than the books made it out to be. All the batteries we could charge had to be ready to light up the streets when needed, because that’s when the gangs would try to sneak into town, and climb the buildings to get to our food. Of course when the wind was blowing that was not a problem, but they would come and go all night long, in hopes we would run low on power and go dark. With over 500 people in our trading community, it only took the loss of a few gardens to make for a bad winter. We were able to enclose some of the gardens and heat them all winter, but most of the things that we could burn were used up years ago, as well as all the trees in town. We sent out heavily guarded groups to the outskirts for firewood before winter, but always lost a few trying to get back home with our load. Nothing was free, and we had little left that we could spare to trade with. There was lots of land outside of the cities that could have been farmed, but the warlords and gangs would rather steal than plant. During the first few years of the food shorted many would kill a man just to eat him, and you could tell the cannibals that had been eating too much human flesh by the way their hands were shaking. But none of us let a fresh meal go to waste, even if it was someone we knew, and far too often what was called veal never had four legs. The only way you could be sure what you were getting was if it still had the hideon, but it’s a lot easier to run for your life if you’re not carrying the entire carcass. So when in doubt, trade. Hunters would often come to town with fresh meat, and just a strip of fur down one side would guarantee a quick sale. But sometimes a poor hunter would use poisoned bait, and people got sick. You would have to try just a little bit, then wait to see if it was bad or not. But it’s hard to wait when you’re hungry, and often some would get sick to their stomach just because they thought they were poisoned. This led to many a killing on both sides. So new traders were sent to TT, and he would often make them eat some of what they had brought, just to be sure. He also had a number of books on how to check for poisons, but there’s only so much you can do with a dead piece of meat. But if a hunter is not willing to set down and enjoy you hospitality, as well as eat some of what he just brought in, then it’s clear what he’s up to. TT was a fair trader, and even generous to those that he came to know well. But as I said before, if you tried to poison his people you could become someone’s next meal yourself. Word about the way he did things got around, and if a newcomer would not go to TT to make his trade, they were lucky not to get shot on their way out of town. Of course some would still try to get around paying TT his cut, by only dealing directly with the people that had what they wanted, but when that happened they were taking their own chances. Often that could just be a ploy to get inside and see what you had, then rob you, so most would just let TT handle it for them. But even those that knew better fell for the trick when fresh meat came to town. The scent of a kill could be tracked for miles by many animals, and a man’s eagerness to get off the streets with it was understandable. I remember one of the best hunters in our area coming to town with a string of rabbits one day, and before he could get to the trading post a panther got to him. I was on my way to the hardware store, to get some parts one of TT’s engineers needed, when I saw the man walking down the street only half a block from where I was. Then out of a second story broken window, the big cat sprang and snapped his neck as they both hit the pavement. A shot rang out from one of the rooftops, and the cat sprang back into the shadows of an alleyway. I started running towards the man to see if I could help him, then the panther ran back out and started to drag the body off quickly. Another shot came close, but still missed the big cat as it dragged its meal off the street, then I pulled out my crossbow quickly taking the shot before it could reach the alley again fired. With the arrow lodged deep in its side, the cat spun around trying to tear it out. Then another shot came from the rooftop, and got it right in the head this time. I then ran up to the man, but it was clear his neck was broking.
I yelled out, “throw a rope down, so we can get these two off the road before anything more comes by.”
And the man yelled back, “dam that thing was sure fast,” and he tossed a line to me. No sooner than I could get a rope on the big cat, and he started to haul it up, a wolf ran across the street snatching up the string of rabbits as it went. I pulled my gun, and it was gone in the shadows.
I yelled out, “dam, that thing was sure fast.”
He said, “was that dog or wolf?”
I said, “wolf! And you better toss the other line before it comes back for the main meal.” I keep the gun out, and one eye on the other street, as I slipped the rope around one of the man’s legs. Then I ran for cover in a doorway. As I stood there with my gun pointed in the direction of the body, in case the wolf came back,I could hear the sound of barking down the street. I pulled out my other gun as I yelled, “open the freaking door before I become the next meal.”
He quickly tied the line off and ran down the stairs to the door. I could then see three vicious dogs in a full run towards me from half a block away. I took careful aim, and dropped one as the other two keep on coming. Then shot another, and the third one turned off as the door behind me opened.
I turned and looked over my shoulder at the man and said, “you took long enough.” And he said, “look out!”
The other dog had turned back and was leaping at me. I dropped out of his way, and it knocked the man behind me down. Then I pulled my sword and plunged it into the beast, with a twist that killed it quickly. The man was lucky to have only been bitten on his left arm, and was still able to cover me as I went to retrieve the other two dogs. I grabbed them both at the same time, and dragged as fast as I could go to the doorway. Then spun around with my sword to cover him as he pulled them in. We ate good that week, and with a few stitches the man’s arm healed without infection. I’m not sure who ate the hunter, I didn’t do the butchering. But I took the panther pelt, ate one of the dogs, and traded the other two for credits toward extra future food rations and some privileges. I started with a night of sex with a woman I wanted to get pregnant and a big bag of weed, then went home with one of the few bottles of 100 proof southern comfort in the city, and a fine cigar from the man whose life I saved. Some may say a cigar is not much of a reward for saving a man’s life, but they were so rare around here that it could be traded for a week’s worth of food to anyone that could afford it. And I spent a month with that thing hanging from my lips each time I saw Top Trader. I even smoked it half way down before I let him buy it from me for an outrages sum. But he didn’t mind, as he spent the rest of the year walking around with it for all to see, until he smoked it for new years. I’m not really sure if he enjoyed it or not, but he put on a good show and let others partake of his second hand smoke, which was about as close as any of them would ever get to one. Brandy was about six months pregnant by that time, so she would be due in the spring, a good time to have a baby if you wanted one. And after I had brought the panther skin home for her bed six months ago, and she heard the whole story from others about what a warrior I was, she had no doubts about having my child. It was hard enough to get by on your own these days, let alone take care of a child. And it had become a world where most men took what they wanted, so women stayed on the pill to prevent unwanted pregnancies. But I had told her that if any man raped her I would kill them, and she knew I meant it. Together with the fact that I was smart enough to align myself with the top trader in the city, made her sure I would be able to take care of both of them. She was only a few years younger than I was, and this would be her first, but she saw no reason to keep me waiting for a family. The world desperately needed more people, as our numbers were dropping faster than the ones that could afford to have children would even consider them. And with my job being so dangerous at times, I was not sure when I may get my balls chewed off by a wild dog. But TT told Brandy if anything ever did happen to me, she and my child would still be well taken care of, and most of the gardeners would back that up even if something happen to TT as well. He had saved their lives by organizing us, for protection against the raiders, and given back out of his own profits to see we had what was needed. Last year alone he paid a warlord all his profits from that summer, to get us the wood we needed for the winter to come, so we would not lose any more workers to the gangs. And when the bitter New York cold came he never turned anyone away, even the people he knew had been trading behind his back and cutting him out. He knew that no matter what, we needed to stick together, and that hard winter of the forth year taught a lot of people what that really meant. I know I have spent a number of pages just talking about TT, but he really was the reason most of us were still alive. A number of people had headed south before winter hit, after the fuel shortages, and the warlords and road gangs had the same idea. What little information we got from travelers that came back, and a few radio reports we could get, told of a great deal of death and lack of food for those that went. Outside of the wild game that had been over hunted, people were about the only thing left to eat, even the fish were hard to find from over netting the rivers and streams. But in the north the wildlife was starting to repopulate itself, because of the lack of good hunters still up here. Oh, the pigeons were mostly gone, but many other birds keep coming back each year. And most of the fish were plentiful, if you could stay clear of those that would steal from you long enough to catch them. A number of people started their own worm farms, for the pure protein, and there were many ways to hide the taste. Plus bugs like grasshoppers and ants were also a good way to get some protein in your diet. But when it came to all those nice things that people were once used too, like citrus fruits or coffee, they were just no where’s to be found in our city anymore. Oh sure, if you could make it to the coast a sailboat may hit the docks occasionally with things from far away, but don’t bother looking for bananas or anything else that may rot. There were self proclaimed kings that had working oil wells and small refineries, that could get whatever they wanted from around the world, but they were under constant attack by others that wanted what they they had as well. And there were reapers that would destroy anything they could, saying it was the will of God that we all revert back to a time of no technology. Fanatics like that always managed to fine a few that would do anything they were told, because they thought they were already dead. Most of us in my city tried to avoid talking about God, because we just could not believe this was his will, and blamed the drug companies for what had happed. After all, they were the ones that made the drug that started this thing, and our own government was the first to approve its sale. But then perhaps it was our own fault, for letting them ban mother nature’s plants to replace them with new drugs. Now we have no other choice but to return to her one way or the other, and she was taking out anyone that did not play by her rules. It was survival of the fittest, the smartest, or those that made alliances with them. And if you didn’t give back to your surroundings, you were surrounded by that which would not give back to you. Nature was taking back as much as she could, and whenever a road washed out or bridge was no longer safe to use, people had to find the path she would allow. Large parts of cities had burned down because no one could put out the fires anymore, and the wilderness was working its way back into those cities. Trees were growing out of cracks in the sidewalks, and weeds would take hold wherever the wind would blow them, even windowsills and anything that did not move anymore. I write these things down so our next generation will understand why things are no longer how they look in the books they may find. There’s no telling if the ones that knew the before-time will last long enough to explain it to them, and I can only hope I will be here to teach my own child about the mistakes we made.
In the spring of the fifth year, Brandy had a boy and we named him Sage, in hopes he would become wise enough to live a long time and teach others.
TT put the pages down and said, “if anything happens to you I’ll see that he gets it, but you left a lot out, like why you started to spell your name backwards Nibor.”
I said, “I never did like the name my mother gave, and figured that since the world had gone backwards my name may as well do the same. Far too often others would think they were going to be talking to a woman, and being named after a bird was just no help at all in giving me any respect. I didn’t want to wipe the slate clean and lose all connections to my past, and it was the quickest thing I could come up with one day. What I have put down here was the way I felt things should be explained about how things are, but as for the rest, I’m sure there are plenty that will still be around to tell the story if Brandy and I are not able to.” TT, “You’re right about that, they can’t kill us all off that quickly, and many owe you a great deal for what you have done for us in these past years. I’ll see to it that copies are made, and given to those I trust to safeguard it until the proper time. But I sincerely hope this is only a precaution, as I would miss you very much if something were to happen, as would many others.”
I said, “and I hope that you understand I must try not to take as many chances with my life as before, even thought I know my family will be taken care of, I truly think I am the best chance they have to make it.”
TT, “in the past five years you have pushed it to the limit, and beyond! You have proven to be the best transporter and scavenger I have. There’s no one else I trust as much as you, and you know how many have worked for me for all these years. I can still remember the first time I meet you like it was yesterday, and you told me about the stash of civil defense supplies. That helped a great many people survive that year, and increased my reputation as the top trader to come to. Many were still holding onto whatever they could, and were not willing to share even if their own families starved to death. But you were able to see the bigger pitcher, and knew we had to work together for the good of the group. That started a number of others to do the same, and now we have more than five hundred people working together for this community.” I said, “it was not a selfless move I assure you. What was there may have got me through the winter, but that also meant constant hiding and I needed protection from the gangs. You organized the lookouts and rooftop snipers, so the runners could move things from one place to another with some safety, and paid them to do the job. You set up the communication lines, and saw to it fresh batteries were supplied and recharged.”
TT, “yes, it was no easy task in those days. The wind generators needed to be repaired, and the power rerouted. Admonition needed to be gathered, stored in a safe place, and rationed out to only the ones that would work for us. As well as food and medical supplies, and many other needful things.”
I said, “and you saw to it that the rogue factions stayed out of the way.”
TT, “that first year was the hardest, I had to track down and kill a lot of people that were not playing by our rules. The gangs were still a big problem, and many loners would still not respect the people I sent out to bring things to me.”
I said, “then there were the ones that wanted revenge for killing someone they knew.” TT, “there may still be a number of them out there, but most have learned to let go of the past and embrace what we have built.”
I said, “remember the time you blew up three blocksof main street to get at that warlord that sold us the contaminated food?”
TT, “do I? I still can’t believe he survived our first assault, we did everything but unload the ammo I was saving. If it was not for his men killing him for incompetence, that son of a bitch may have made it out of here to come back again. But we showed them we were not the fools he thought we were, and what was left of them started to trade with us on the up & up after that.”
I said, “yah, but we still lost a few to their patrols when going out for firewood, until even they broke up or were wiped out. I thought that his men putting his head on a poll and leaving that note was a nice touch.”
TT, “yes, I still remember what was written on it, “ex warlord of this regain, beheaded for incompetence and moral depravity, let his sins die with him.”
I said, “it’s said you had that head stuffed, and tucked away with the note.”
TT, “I know, I started that rumor myself. But as for whether it’s true or not, I’m letting the myth or truth of it remain my secret.”
I said, “I know a few that say they saw it once, but then people can be liars about such things, especially if they think others will believe them to be privileged or something.” TT, “and a piece of candy from time to time can get them to tell such sweet lies. But the things you have done were no lie. Like just last year when you killed that panther that had been rooming these streets from the time it got loose from the zoo with so many other animals, and the three wild dogs at the same time. You saved Jacobs live that day.”
I said, “I only put an arrow in the beast, Jacob finished it off with a head shot.” TT, “yah, but he missed twice before you slowed it down enough for him to target that fast cat. We lost a number of people to that beast before that, as well as to many of the other animals that stayed around after their escape from the zoo. It was a shame that even the hunter didn’t see it coming, he was a good one and we missed his skills.”
I said, “the streets were very dangerous for a long time, only the fastest and most cunning survived.”
TT, “it’s still not safe out there, and the transport cables we strung from building to building only go so far. Lots of things we need from time to time are in places that are not secured. That’s why I still need people like you to run for me, many others just don’t have the cunning to keep themselves out of danger. So much of this city has become neglected for such a long time that it’s unsafe to explore anymore. If it’s not for stairways that will collapse as you climb them, it’s the snakes. We just don’t have the anti venom anymore, and some of those dam things can kill you with just one bite.”
I said, “we thought that after the first winter, the worst of them that got out from the zoo would of died, but the sewers and a endless supply of rats keep many alive. I think the wild dogs or maybe even that big cat got the bushmaster, and the rats took care of the exotic snakes that could not hibernate. But I’m still running across a great number of rattlesnakes and copperheads, so I just don’t go near their nesting areas, and that can change from month to month. There’s only so much protection I can wear and still run fast enough to avoid the dogs.” TT, “as long as there as bugs or anything else to eat we will have rats, and as long as grass can grow we will have rabbits and other varmints for the wildlife that will hunt them. That gives us a food supply we can tap into as much as we can, but nature is unforgiving about mistakes. People can no longer just set behind a desk and order out for their food, while planning to pave over the park and cut down a forest. As much as we would like to remain on the top of the food chain, we are still no better off than that panther, or the dogs that keep hunting us as well as the rabbits.”
I said, “well at least we are rid of the monkeys and apes, they were the worst threat because of their strength and ability to clime so well, as well as the fact that they travelled in packs and were so intelligent. I swear that if they had found a cash of guns, they would of learned how to use them on us. They had already become good at setting ambushes, and were figuring out how to avoid our traps.”
TT, “they sat behind those cages for years studying us, and had a good reason to hate all humans. At first people thought they were cute, climbing around the buildings and swinging from the power lines, until they started to tear people apart and eat them. Most never saw the documentaries about them hunting one another and eating the flesh, and even more never knew how strong they really were.”
I said, “you remember the time a chimpanzee got close enough to yank on my arm so hard that it dislocated my shoulder.”
TT, “you were lucky to have gotten away from that grope, and I took care of you until you were able to fight again.”
I said, “I’m still grateful for that, and the new weapons you gave me.”
TT, “you’re not the kind of man that will blow off a clip without hitting a lot, that’s why I trusted you with the machineguns and 9mm pistols you now have. Those old black powder guns you had were just not enough firepower for someone so important to me.”
I said, “I still carry one as a first choice, when not using the crossbow, so I don’t waste the ammo.”
TT, “and you are very good with that samurai sword you carry. Is it true you found that one in a stash that was in one of the basement vaults of the museum?”
I said, “yes, I traded in the sword I had for this one. The plaque said it was a five head sword that belonged to a great warrior, and it came with the short one as well, that was said to have been used for his suicide.”
TT, “they must both be sharp enough to split a hair in midair.”
I said, “I take good care of them, no one can make them like this anymore, and the rest were all taken by the first raiders.”
TT, “yes, gems and fine works of art were the first things to go, even though most of it has no value anymore. Even my collection does not have anything as nice as that one, and if it did I would give it to you to use. It’s better to be in the hands of someone that can put it to good use than in a vault or hanging on a wall. And talking about putting things to good use, I’ve made arrangements with Laurence the goat man to give you and Brandy all the milk from one of his best. We want to make sure your wife is in good shape to keep nursing that baby.” I said, “I appreciate that, and so shall she when I get home.”
TT, “well then don’t let me delay you any farther, get home to that family of yours and give them my best.”
I said, “I’ll do that, right after I pick up some milk for them. Thank you again, and I’ll see you later.”
I them headed out to the roof and took the zip lineto the next building. It still scared some people to travel this way, but because of using them so much, I was accustom to checking their condition as I traveled around the city. Often I would make repairs myself, and even run new lines from one place to another. Like the way people once ran lines to have the telegraph, then phone service, we were building a network of transportation in the sky. It took less time to do it this way than to build secure halls from one building to the other, but we were doing that as well for things that were too heavy for the lines. And most of the gatherers would tie a rope on something, then just take to the air from place to place, and haul the big stuff down the road until it got where they wanted it. Staying off the ground as much as possible was the best way to stay alive. And even though a line may be used a dozen times a day, you never knew how well the last person looked it over or abused it. Often a line would come lose or brake altogether, sending a body for a bad ride and a smashing landing. Many had broken legs and arms, or a fractured skull from such mishaps, and the loss of a finger or bad burn was common. The traveling harness we used had a brake on it, but if a line went in midflight you were sill hurtled into the next building. So we ran secondary lines for the safety harness, in as many places as we could. But there was only so much that could be used over and over again without wearing out quickly, and replacing the lines took time. A grafting hook and rope was the best way to fly from one place to the other, and we called those that used that way of travel swingers, because you needed to swing wide to prevent a hard hit on the next building. Of course that also had its drawbacks when your hook didn’t stay firmly where you sent it. So the swingers would place bars to latch onto in places that would not get a zip line. Some had rope bridges and others just boards between the buildings, but that could let animals across as well from unsecured places. Often a building that was once secured would have a door knocked down by a bear or torn off by some traveling raider, so we did what we could to keep the main places separated. Anything was safer than just traveling on the ground, but there were always risk, and the runners took such risk and got paid for them. For if you got hurt you needed as much as you could get to last until you were well again, and some would never be fit to swing again.
The goats lived in a secure building in one of the parks, and Laurence had spent much time in putting up the fences that keep other things out. He would check everything carefully before letting some of them out each day to feed, not taking any chances on losing them all at once if there was an attack. When he first came to town a few years ago, a hunter had told him about us and how TT was a fair trader. He had lost most of his herd to the raiders, and only had a few dozen that had run off before they could get to them. So he came to town in a horse drawn wagon, loaded with as much feed as he had and the rest of his goats. TT saw the advantages right off, and did everything he could to set the man up proper. A number of us helped him build his ten foot high fences with barbed wire on top, and get power to him for an electric line around it as well. The park now looked like a maximum security prison, complete with guards and a watch tower. But that’s what it takes to keep your most precious commodity safe, and there were still attacks, by both man and animals. Sometimes he would lose one or two, and and at other times they would just get loose and needed rounding up again. But in the past year he was able to maintain a good thirty most of time, and slaughter the ones that were getting old or not needed. The horse was just too much for him to take care of that first year, and TT traded it for things he needed to get by, but we were looking for another one now that we could support it. There were no tall building or trees to swing from near the park, and I had to call ahead for him to meet me at the gate. The less time I spent on open ground the better. As soon as I saw he was in place, I took the zip-line down to within thirty yards of the gate and made a dash for the enclosure, as he covered me with his guns. Even when you could not see them something was always watching. As soon as I got through the gate he quickly closed it behind me and we went inside the main building.
Laurence said, “TT told me you would be coming by. Did you see that wolf that has been stalking the fences for the past few days?’
I said, “no, but I’m sure the dogs heard me use the zip before my run.”
Laurence, “I wouldn’t worry too much about them, that wolf has been spraying all around this place ever since he showed up, and the dogs are staying shy until he moves on.” I said, “it still pays not to take any chances. Any other problems?”
He said, “one of the goats got snake bit the other day and I’m still not sure if it will make it or not, but don’t worry, it was not milking.”
I said, “that’s a shame, but there’s not much that can be done about them. Is there anything I can get you for it?”
Laurence, “is there anything that you can get for it? TT knows about it, but there’s not much that can be done that I’m not already doing for the poor beast. It’s a Billy, and he was just trying to protect the rest of them, but I only have two that are old enough to bread right now. If I lose him it will put a strain on the blood line for next year, but the night will tell the story for his chances.”
I said, “its early in the year for the snakes to be out.”
He said, “that’s what I thought, but it was warm yesterday and brought it out. There’s not much I can do about the weather, and a snake in the grass is mighty hard to spot no matter where you’re standing. How much milk would you like to take with you?”
I said, “no more than I can run fast with, greed will get you killed with a hungry wolf on the prowl.”
Laurence, “how about a two gallon sack?”
I said, “too heavy, make it one and a pound of cheese.”
He said, “no one will ever call you greedy.”
I said, “not unless I try running with sixteen pounds of milk strapped to my back and get eaten by a wolf because of it.”
Laurence, “the way you fight, it’s most likely the wolf that would be eaten by you. How about you hunt the dam thing down for me, those two guards of mine are not good enough shots for that cagey beast?”
I said, “I rather have the wolf around than the dogs, and I’m way too busy to set up an ambush for the thing. Besides, your fences are now thirteen feet high and wired, plus you have rods and wire under three feet of ground as well. There’s no way that thing is getting in here unless you invite it, and that’s not a bad idea.”
He said, “hold on a moment now. You’re not suggesting I try capturing the thing are you?” I said, “why not? If it’s doing such a good job keeping the dogs away, I say chain it to the front gate and feed it dog. The runway between the front gate and the building has a top fence as well. You could set out some meat and pull the gate close with a rope from inside the door. You have that quick latch working for you and the sliding peephole in the door to run the rope through.”
Laurence, “and then what, be trapped in my own place by a caged wolf until I can find someone brave enough to put a collar on the thing? No, make that dumb enough to try.” I said, “I’m sure we could come up with something to put it asleep with. A wolf will gulp its food down fast, and if it’s hungry it may not even care if it smells a little funny.” He said, “and who do you think will pet it on the head and ask it if it’s sound asleep?” I said, “I’ll do it, you just catch the thing between those fences and I’ll take care of the rest.” He said, “I thought you were going to stop taking chances now that you have a family.” I said, “I’m not planning to be foolish about it. I’ll toss a net over it first, and maybe poke it with a long pole before getting close enough to tie it up proper. Having a wolf on a chain may be a good way to cut down on the dogs coming around here.”
Laurence, “having a wolf on a chain is a good way to keep anything or anyone from coming around. I’m not making any promises mind you, but if I do catch the thing, you can have no more than a day to chain it up outside of the gates. After that I’ll kill and eat it myself.” I said, “it’s a deal, I’ll look for what I need and check back with you tomorrow.” He shook his head in disbelief that we were even considering it, and gave me my milk and cheese. Then called the watch tower to check if they had seen anything before we went out, and the word was clear so far, which only meant nothing in sight. So we went out to the entryway, and he stood ready to open the gate while I waited a few feet behind and took a close look first. It was getting dark now and there was no way of being sure what was waiting in the shadows. As soon as I was sure I was ready I gave him the nod and he swung open the gate, then I made my run for the zip-line. Thirty yards may not seem like a long ways to go, but the wolf or dogs could travel it faster than I could with a load, and there were lots of places to hide out there. By the time I got halfway there something caught my eye, but I didn’t slow down. Then when I got to the old cars we had placed as a barrier to keep others from crashing things into the gate, I leaped on top and snapped my harness to the dragline with a single move, and gave the trip-line a tug. A weight fell from the nearby building, and I was yanked into the air as I felt a tug at my leg. I was up and away as I turned to see the wolf on the car I had just left and a shot rang out. Then I spun to grab the receiving bar on top of the building I was pulled up to. After disconnecting myself I went to the edge and took a look, yelling out, “did you get it?”
He yelled back, “they missed the elusive beast, did it bit you?”
I yelled back, “just my pant leg, I’ll give it another change tomorrow.”
Then I went to the other side of the rooftop hooked up to my next ride, and with a kick to the tripper I was on my way again. It would have been nice just to zip in and out of his compound, but we just didn’t have enough people to defend such a thing, and we’re not going to make it easy for someone to break in there.
My next stop put me a good ten stories up, and the guard said, “they need to replace that poor shooter with someone that can hit the dam thing.”
I said, “yes Billy, I’m sure you would love the job.”
Billy, “that’s the third time this week he wasted a shell, I’m much better than that.” I said, “I know you are, so that’s why TT has you way up here to cover the rest of the area for the swingers.” And I gave him a piece of my cheese.
He said, “Thanks, your one of the few that take care of me Nibor.”
I said, “and don’t you forget it. But if you see that wolf near the park hold your fire, we may be able to trap it in the entryway.”
Billy, “if that’s the way you want it, better not to waste a shell.”
I said, “if we catch it maybe I’ll turn it into a pet and let you take the thing for walks.” Billy, “only if it can walk a tight line, I’m not going down there anymore.”
I said, “you got good sense Billy, keep up the good work.”
Then I hooked up for my next ride, and was on my way.
Billy had good reason to stay off the ground, having broke both ankles in a fall last year, and some nerve damage that gave him a limp. The ground was no place to be slow, but he was a good shot and TT took care of his runners even after they could no longer run. When I got home Brandy kissed me hello and said, “where does it hurt honey?” I said, “other than the pit of my stomach only the usual places, it’s been another long day.” Brandy, “well I’ll rub you down right after I make us something to eat. What did you bring home this time?”
I dropped my pack and said, “milk and cheese, TT said you need to keep up your strength.” Brandy, “that’s kind of him, but then he always takes care of us. Snake-man brought meat today, so no rat tonight.”
I said, “what a shame, you have so many ways of cooking it.”
Brandy, “now don’t you start with that, “I never get tired of eating rat,” routine. You’re not as good at lying as TT.”
I said, “I know, but it’s fun to hear you say so. How’s Sage doing?”
Brandy, “woke up when he heard you come in. Take off those clothes so I can mend them for you again, you never go swinging without ripping something.”
I said, “I don’t think they’re in bad shape today, but then you always did like me naked.” Brandy, “now don’t you start that with me right now, you know how horny I get when you talk like that.”
I said, “who’s talking, I’m striping,” and she slapped me on the ass.
Then pushing me away she said, “and I’m starting supper,” then went to the kitchen with my pack.
I walked over to the crib and said, “and how’s my little Sage today? Did you get some teaty my little man?”
And he burped a milk bubble.
Brandy said, “he had his supper and yours will be ready soon, now strip.”
I said, “I know your anxious but give me a moment, I’ll be right with you.”
Brandy, “I just don’t want you to spread around the filth you wade through each day, it’s hard enough to keep this place clean the way things are.”
I walked back over to the entryway and started to strip on the tarp we had there and said, “You’re just in a hurry to see me naked again, but you are doing a great job on keeping the place clean.”
Brandy, “it’s not easy to do with no soap.”
I said, “look in the side pocket of my pack.”
And she pulled out a white brick saying, “you got some, but I thought the soap maker was out.” I said, “I got him some fat this morning, and picked it up before I saw TT. There’s also a small bottle of alcohol in there and that skin lotion he makes.”
Brandy, “it’s good to have people that know how to do it the old fashion way. Was it dangerous today, or shall I just wait for the reports to come in about what you did?”
I dropped the rest of my clothes off and rubbed myself with a cleaning rag as I said, “not a problem, no one got hurt as far as I heard.”
Then I walked over to the kitchen and said, “see, not a mark on me.”
She looked me up and down then said, “turn around,” and I did a slow turn as she said, “I see a bruise.”
I looked over my shoulder at her and said, “where?”
And she kicked me in the ass saying, “there!”
I stumbled forward a foot and said, “just for that I’m putting my robe on.”
Brandy, “good for you, it’s still a bit chilly to be going around naked.”
And I walked over to the closet and put my warm red robe on. Then sat down in the big padded chair and packed my pipe as I began to sing, “come on baby light my fire.” She turned around and said, “you got some more? I thought the last of it was smoked up a week ago.”
She brought me a stick from the fire and lit a candle as I said, “I told you I went to see TT today, he always has a little weed. It’s only an ounce, but that should last us until I see him again.” She lit my pipe and took a deep drag, then kind of snorted out some smoke and coughed a bit, saying, “you’re trying to make me horny again,” and gave it back to me.
I took a drag then said, “is it working?”
She said, “I’ll let you know after supper,” and went back to cook the food.
I reached over and turned on the CD player, then took a small stick and lit it off the candle to light my pipe with. It was good to kick back like this after a hard day on the run, and having some juice in the batteries was a thing we went without during the second year, but now most of us were in good shape due to the extra wind generators. Many talked about how it was a shame we didn’t have solar power for the windless days, but no one was making things like that anymore, and only what was at hand could be of any use. These were the days of if you couldn’t make it or fix it you went without. We went without for a long time until we started to put things back together, and even water was a problem before setting up the sky catchers. Unless you lived next to a river it only came from the sky these days, but the waterways were patrolled by gangs, and then you had to use wood or plastic because the rust from metal barrels was bad for you. Even a small thing like the plumbing was hard to do unless you had power for the welder and someone could find the rod, and all the glue for the PVC was used up long ago. Most just did it the old way with a bucket at a time, and in the winter you had to melt snow to drink, which took a lot of snow for a small drink. Yes, staying up north was a hard way of life at times, but reports of too much violence in the lower states keep our 500 or so right here. Some lived in large groups while most were shattered about the city, laying claim to what they could hold. I liked having lots of space and privacy, so we had a building to ourselves and had keep the top floor and roof in good repair. Half of the roof was enclosed with glass, and I can’t tell you what a bother it is to repair a broken pane when there is none that size. But diamonds were worthless for anything else but cutting it, and easy to find these days, so it was just a matter of finding a good piece of glass and making glue from tree sap. So much of this city was destroyed in the early days, people were smashing everything in sight, and the fires took out any house that was made of wood. Water damage and the force of the winter freeze had brought many large buildings down or made them unsafe to live in. But I started to brick up the lower openings to this place years ago, and put sheets of tin over all the other windows I could not keep from getting broken. A few of the lower floors had too much damage to walk on anymore, but the building was sound, and keeping it that way was a constant job along with my other duties. If the raiders had not been a problem we all could of put things right a long time ago, but when you kill a farmer you may as well say you killed all the people he could of fed, and when you kill a worker you kill everything he could of made. If the 10% of the world that survived the plague had all moved to just one place and picked up where they left off it would have been as if nothing happed, but we were going back to the days of the pioneers, and law was in your own hands. Anything you wanted had to be built from what resources you had, and what you had needed to be protected by any means.
Just then I heard the cry on the street, “trade! Goods for trade!”
I looked out and saw a swinger travel down to meet him. The man was on a horse, but I could not make out much else because of the darkness. Then the trader headed down the road and the swinger went back up again. I thought to myself, “he better get off the streets as soon he can, that wolf may take a liking to fresh horse meat.”
A few moments later I heard the sound of auto gunfire, and it must have been at least a full clip. None of our men would use up so much, so he must have been packing plenty of ammo. I could only hope it was the dogs he was shooting at, not one of us.
Brandy said, “fresh dog meat or an opening in living space will be the report for the night.” I said, “whichever it is, the newcomer will be responsible for it, and so far I have only heard one person shooting.”
Brandy, “an arrow makes no sound dear, and retribution is swift in this city.”
I said, “either way, something new just came to town, and tomorrow the runners will be spreading it around.”
Brandy, “if its fresh meat make sure there is a strip of fur on it.”
I said, “no worries baby, the only human I want to eat anymore is you.”
Brandy, “now cut that out. I swear I’m going to break you of your dirty talking by the time Sage is old enough to understand what you’re saying.”
I said, “who says he doesn’t already understand, look at that smile.”
She brought my supper over and said, “you always have a smile after you get a chance to get at my teats as well.”
I said, “I guess it must run in the family. This looks good, what are the greens?” Brandy, “peppers from the winter garden, and I traded a few for some potatoes.” I said, “I didn’t think the peppers were big enough yet.”
Brandy, “we got bugs now, and I had to pick the crop early and toss the dirt.” I said, “what about the rest of the garden?”
Brandy, “no sign of them there, but only time will tell.”
I said, “well they go good with the sausages.”
Brandy, “you mean rattlesnake meat don’t you?”
I said, “convenient of mother nature to make sausages that can live off of the rats, and they come with a free baby rattle.”
Brandy, “don’t even think of having one of those around here, if I hear a rattle I need to know its danger not play time.”
I said, “good point, how about a small bell?”
Brandy, “we use them on the trip lines for an alarm.”
I said, “come to think about it, almost any noise at all can be a sign of danger these days. But at least we can play our music without fear of being discovery, there was a time even a think like that could get you killed.”
Brandy, “things are getting better, we even see people coming to town to trade.” I ate my supper as I nodded my head, and Brandy picked up my clothes to look for rips. She also keep a close eye on my traveling harness and ropes, a small thing like a fray in the line or a hook that came loose could get a man killed fast.
Brandy, “this rip in your pant leg is new, what did you catch it on?”
I swallowed what was in my mouth and said, “ the tooth of a wolf, on my way back from the goat farm.”
Brandy, “I thought you said there was no trouble today.”
I said, “he was no trouble for me, I was too fast for him. The pants on the other hand were just a little bit slower.”
Brandy, “that was shortly before the trader came to town, maybe he got the wolf.” I said, “I hope not, Laurence and I are hoping to trap the thing to keep the dogs away.” Brandy, “you want to trap a wolf to keep dogs away?”
I said, “they are natural enemies, and even the smell of him is keeping the dogs from coming to close to parts of the park.”
Brandy, “and what will you be feeding this new pet?”
I said, “the same thing he has been getting by hanging around the city, rats and a dog from time to time. But one way or the other we need to take my pant legs off his menu, you have enough to take care of.”
Brandy, “I’m sure he wanted more than your pants, and I don’t want you risking your life just to get me some milk and cheese.”
I said, “a man has to make a living somehow, and if we start turning down free food just because there is a little danger in it, we will soon starve. Unlike you, TT is not giving free things because I look pretty.”
Brandy, “he’s not doing that for me either, it’s you that he respects for all your hard work.” I said, “and if I stop working hard we will hardly eat, the small problem with the garden today is a good sign of that.”
Brandy, “if you get yourself killed there be one less to feed around here, but I don’t want to think about how hard it would be without you.”
I said, “I’m lucky to have you as well. I even told TT today that I was going to try not taking as many chances anymore. He said he understood, and told me he had arranged for the free milk.”
Brandy, “he owes you a lot for all the things you have done for him.”
I said, “and he has a lot of other people running for him or working as rooftop guards, so we all have a hand in what he makes. There’s no such thing as being a rich man anymore, just wise and still alive.”
After we were done eating I turned on the CB for the evening report, it was the one way we all had to talk to each other, and TT did a nightly report on the happenings of the day an hour after sunset. He was careful not to reveal anything raiders could use against us, but a little news about how things were keep us all still feeling part of the group. For important messages he had a stash of money that he washed out to write on, but not much of it was left because we burned up a few hundred million the first year after the great fire, just to stay warm. I turned the music off just before the evening report came on, and packed my pipe for another smoke. Brandy sat next to me and I shared my smoke with her as the channel began to crackle and a voice came on.
“this is the evening report about some of the things of interest today. You may have heard a few shots about an hour ago, and we want to let you know that only a few dogs were killed. We were lucky today not to lose anyone, oh though Nibor had a narrow escape from a wolf that has been seen near the goat park. A new trader has come to town, and TT will be letting you know what is available. Tony the line runner says not to use any of the state building lines, because it has moved again and they are unsafe, as well as the money building. They may both fall soon, so if you have a spot in the way it’s time to find another. We have been hearing a lot of reports about new bugs hatching in the soil now, so be on the lookout and we will tell you if someone comes up with a safe way to deal with them. Big Ben the brick layer has a new batch of mortar for those of you that have been on his list, but he got snake bit and is a little sick right now, so it’s trade and carry for those that come by. Andrew Backer the runner saw a bear go into the big mall this afternoon, so be on the lookout. And Phil parker got a bad line burn and will be down for awhile, so any help his way will be appreciated. That’s the evening report, so stay safe and stay sane!”

Brandy, “that’s too bad about Ben and Phil, I hope they recover soon.”
I said, “Ben is a big man, and he’s been bitten a few times before, the snakes end up worse than him. But Phil was working the lower south side, and it’s mostly short buildings and rubble down there. Lots of open ground for the ones that take on his work, and it’s not far from the big mall. With the new man in town, and things going out near there with a wolf sniffing around, it’s going to be one hell of a day tomorrow. And that’s only what their telling us tonight.”
Brandy, “next you’ll be telling me you are going to use the wolf to hunt down the bear for you.” I said, “hay! That’s a good idea. I just need a ten foot poll and a chain running through it, with a steal collar at one end and a harness at the other so there’s full control, or maybe two men with a rig like that to do the job proper.”
Brandy, “I’m not going to comment, because you probable mean it.”
I said, “who do we know with a little bear fur we can train it with?”
Brandy, “you’re probably not going to let that one go, are you?”
I said, “hay, when you have a good idea it’s best to run with it, or be dragged by it – whatever the case may be.”
Brandy, “hand the weed over, one of us is too high and it’s not me.”
I gave her the bag and said, “now there’s another good idea, you’re on a roll, keep it up.” Brandy took the bag and said, “oh I got some ideas all right, but I’m not sure how fast I can make a straitjacket.”
I said, “kinky, and here I thought you were going to get mad at me.”
Brandy packed the pipe again and said, “do you still have the small padlocks and chain we once used for the back door?”
I said, “thanks for reminding me of them, they’re just what I need.”
Brand, “I was planning on using them on you.”
I said, “okay, but just for a few hours, I have a lot to do tomorrow.”
Brandy, “not if I hide the key you won’t.”
I said, “so you want to play hide the key, okay we can do that, but I’m not going to promise anything special because it’s been a long day.”
She lit the pipe and said, “I was not planning on letting you find the key.”
I flapped my robe a bit and said, “you’re making me hot, keep it up, keep it up.” Brandy, “that’s my line, and if that’s what it takes to get your mind off of the wolf and the bear, I’ll see to it you can’t even walk tomorrow.”
I took the pipe and a drag, then said, “please, not in front of the baby, you’re going to give him an Oedipus complex.”
Brandy, “he might be old enough to understand what you just said by the time I tell where I hid the key.”
I handed the pipe back and said, “I’m already starting to forget what we were talking about, because of what we are talking about. Now hit that thing one more time and tell me what we are talking about.”
She gave me a shotgun kiss, or as we call it – “recycling,” and climbed in my lap. The baby started to giggle and the CD played “love to love you baby.” Brandy knew all the right moves to get my mind off the day and ideas she wanted to change, and before long she had me right where I wanted her. She didn’t need the chains that night to keep my attention, and my mind off of other thoughts, and before long all the planning I could do was how to get some sleep. The night had just got a lot warmer, so we went to the roof with the baby to sleep, and stared at the stars. I faded away to the scent of some flowers she had got to bloom early, in the winter garden, and a mild breeze from the clear night keep us comfortable until dawns light.

We seemed to opened our eyes together, and they were trying decide who’s going to change the baby, when I turned the tables and said, “who’s going to feed the baby?” Brandy, “unless you grew a set last night, I guess it’s going to be me.”
I sat up and stretched my arms out yawning, then took a deep breath of the morning air, while trying to focus my eyes on the horizon. From down the street a neighbor was playing some jazz on a flute he had.
Brandy said, “Billy is saying something, I can hear it in the tune.”
I listened for a moment, then pulled my blues harp out of my pocket and sent a musical reply. It was returned, and I stood up. Walking toward the edge of the roof I sent another wave of sound across this side of town, and it echoed through the streets below. It was returned by some drums down the street, and the beat told a story in its code. Then a horn was joining in from the goat park tower, and it had news in it as well as beauty.
Brandy said, “the streets are talking this morning,” as she rose with the baby and came over to me.
I said, “but only a few know their meaning, I’ll start breakfast.”
I went to the kitchen while Brandy changed the baby. Stirring some ambers that were still hot, and putting some small dried grass and twigs on them, it got off quickly. Then a few slivers of wood latter the fire was ready, and I fried up some potatoes and eggs. One of the women that had chickens on this side of the city lived in a building nearby, and we would trade often. We even had a relay line from another building that would pass things on for us, but the zip-line we used had a stop break that could be sent out as far as the middle, and locked in place for our security. There was also an alarm on it if someone wanted to come over, so we could decide if we were ready for visitors or not. People in this city took their security very seriously, and failure to ask permission to enter another’s building first could get you injured or killed. So we had ways like secret codes that were used both in music and calls to one another. Some traps were known by each other, and many stayed unrevealed until they were used, so no one came to my home or many others without a heads up first.
Brandy came into the kitchen with my boy at her breast and said, “what do you think of the potatoes I traded for?”
I said, “I like the small ones, they have a nicer flavor and are easy to fry up.”
Brandy, “I wish we had some onions to go with them.”
I said, “I’ll see what I can do today, it’s going to be a busy one. I can’t remember what I was going to look for before you distracted me last night, but something about the drums tells me I’ll need it.”
Brandy, “I was going to chain you up.”
I said, “but you chained me with your love instead, now I remember where I put those keys.” Brandy, “I should of keep my mouth shut, and I could only understand part of what the drums said, so what’s the rest?”
I said, “they said, “don’t tell Brandy.”
She said, “don’t tell me what?”
I said, “they dint’s say.”
Brandy, “and I suppose you’re going to stick to that story.”
I said, “at least until after breakfast.”
Brandy, “one of these days I’m going to get so good at understanding all your codes that I will know what’s going on before you do.”
I said, “most of the time you already do, that’s why we keep changing the tune, and I can’t always keep up myself.”
I stirred the potatoes as she put Sage in his crib, and a bell rang to ask permission to zip over. I peeked out the window, then pulled the clear line to allow full crossover, and gave a hand signal. Moments later there was a slight thumb on the roof, and a, “morning!” Brandy came to the kitchen and took over for me, as I tossed my gun harness on. Footsteps came down the stairs as I slipped new clips in my guns, then a, “those taters smell nice.”
Brandy said, “house rule is to give before asking.”
The reply was, “I haven’t asked for anything, just commenting on how good you cook.” Brandy, “I’ll consider that as giving.”
“consider it free, as well this,” he said while setting a bag down.
I said, “have you tested it at all?”
He said, “with some rope and sandbags, but that’s not a guarantee.”
Brandy, “tackle Teddy, if you don’t tell me what’s in the bag you won’t get any breakfast.” Teddy, “a new pair of harnesses of course, what else would I have made?”
Brandy, “a new pair for what?”
Teddy, “hay, I just make them, I don’t need to know everything.”
She said, “you barley saved yourself with that one Teddy, have a seat.”
I slipped my guns in their straps and Teddy headed for the table chairs.
I said, “I remembered where those keys were, and have the chain, but we still need the right size polls.”
Teddy, “I may know of a place on the way, but it’s still early and I haven’t had my T yet.” Brandy, “if you’re looking for tea around here I say good luck, I can’t remember the last time I had a good cup myself.
I said, “he meant T as in THC, the man can read smoke signals.”
Brandy, “I dint’s see any smoke signals.”
I said, “he don’t need to see them either, he can smell them.”
Brandy, “not my department, I’m just furniture.”
Teddy said, “Nibor, if you ever decide to move your furniture around, let me know.” I put a short leather jacket on, with two short machineguns strapped to it, and said, “it’s always good to have help in such things.”
Brandy, “if the two of you are still talking about me I’ll crack these eggs over your heads instead of the pan.”
I said, “don’t worry Teddy, she would never waste food, but you may as well set at the chair by the window and light my pipe.”
Teddy, “thank you, the two of you always make my day.”
Brandy, “and the two of you always get me going on something, but it’s not your fault Teddy, I’m always glad to see you.”
I hooked my straps and slipped my short sword in its sleeve, saying, “she was glad to see me too last night, I imagine you heard the party.”
Teddy, “I only smelled the smoke, my nose is still as good as it ever was, and this is some good smoke man.”
I walked over to the head of the table and sat in my chair saying, “I know how you enjoy the finer things in life, and your workmanship always shows it.”
The sound of eggs hitting the pan could be heard, and the smell of potatoes cooking was making us all hungry, but it was soon done and enough of it.
While eating Brandy said, “the report last night said new trade in town, got any leads?” Teddy, “the birds are singing different tunes and the drums are now silent, I’m not sure what tune will be played pretty lady.”
Brandy, “you lie almost as good as he does, but I have my ways.”
Teddy, “don’t you be trying to get me in trouble with your man now, I’m not as committed to taking risk as he is.”
Brandy, “and yet you trusted me to prepare your food this morning, you never know when I may slip you a charm.”
Teddy, “Nibor help me please! I think your wife is trying to seduce me.”
I said, “sorry, not enough time for that this morning, you’re on your own,” and I finished my food.
Brandy, “the two of you are becoming less fun to tease each day,” and she started to clean off the table as Teddy licked his fingers.
I said, “it’s always good to know the day has been started off right.”
Then I went to put my coat on as Teddy said, “thank you for the meal and smoke, I hope the day sings to you sweetly.”
I slipped my long sword sheath and blade around my neck and strapped it in place, then grabbed my gear and walked Teddy up to the roof.
Brandy said, “if you bring back a torn hide it better be the bear’s not yours.”
As we got to the roof Teddy said, “I think she was talking to you.”
I said, “I think she was talking to both of us, or herself, in either case I’ll go with it.” We strapped our traveling harness on, and I put an extra hook on the bag, then Teddy launched himself off the edge and away. I looked down at the line bolts to see if they were holding well, a thing I did out of pure habit, and Teddy touched down on the next roof. Then I dropped off, with the bag behind me, and slid the 40 foot zip. On landing the bag wiped around and Teddy caught it before I got my balance again, then reached out to lend a hand. I held my arm out with palm up to say no thanks and said, “I’m fine, but that bag can go first next time, the drag throws me off.”
Teddy, “why do you think I went first this time? I brought it over, so I know better now.” I said, “you could of said something before you did.”
Teddy, “not my business to mind other’s, you’re lucky I bothered to catch it this time. I make things and I deliver them, but I’m not responsible for them after that, unless they are brought to my shop.”
I said, “cargo is the carrier’s curse, sell big loads and wear a small purse, I know the saying. Thanks for the help, but I’ll go first next.”
Teddy, “ then you better get going, or there will be one more awake this morning than you may want there to be.”
So I grabbed the bag and headed across the roof, and on the other side I tossed the hook over the line and snapped it in place. With Teddy close behind I sent the bag and hooked my rig up. Then off I went and Teddy waited until I got across to come himself. By the time he was unhooked again I was sending the bag down another line and snapping mine to it as well. Then he hit the landing pad and I jumped off the side of the roof, down to another platform to toss a line from. I put the bag on my chest and strapped it in as Teddy joined me. Then I tossed a hook to another catch bar on the next building and said, “do you want a lead line to the next one?”
He said, “that’s okay, you got enough, I’ll swing free.”
So I leaped off and swung across, running along side of the other building until I came to an open window, then in and unsnapped. Teddy had his hook flying, and soon joined me, then we went up the stairs to that roof. We did a few more zip-lines on the way to the park, then said good morning to Billy.
He said, “it’s about time the two of you got here, did you eat breakfast first?” I said, “leaving the place without eating something would not set right with Brandy.” Teddy, “or me, and I’m just here to see the show, so you better keep your sights off me and on the ground before I head on.”
Billy said, “it’s good to see you too Tack Teddy, and the area is not fit for man or beast, so you got no reason not to pass on. I think there may still be a snake at the foot of the trail you can step on for a snack as you hit the ground.”
Teddy, “sweet talk like that won’t get you candy from me boy,” and he hooked up. I said, “send the bag first, or I’ll send it after you.”
So he snapped the lead on and said, “I take no responsibility of its landing,” then tossed it on its way. The catch got it before the end of the line, and the bag swung high up in the air and back down again, to remain a few feet off the ground. Then Teddy dropped off, and zipped to a sliding stop at the bottom, and unhooked. I followed as he drew his blades and crouched like a cat, then I dropped on the car roof and leaped off. Picking up the bag on the way, I headed for the gate at a brisk walk, keeping an eye out as well. When I got to it Laurence was standing there saying, “TT got wind and sent a potion over last night, I set up the rest, and went to sleep to wake up to it this. I sent word and now it’s your problem, one day as I said, or I’m not playing around anymore.”
I said, “got the gear right here, and I must say you did a fine job. How did you rig the net without him being up yet?”
Laurence, “put it down with tie down lines that had another release than the one for the food. Then after it settled down from its meal and I was up, I gave it a yank and the rig did the rest. The idea of the gate closing when he took the bait worked so well I didn’t even hear him complain about it.”
I said, “he must have been more interested in the meal than the place it was served, are you sure it’s still asleep?”
Laurence, “I’m not sure it’s not just high and waiting for the next meal to come close, that’s why it’s now your problem, good luck!”
Teddy walked up and said, “the area looks clear, but best not to temp staying on open ground.” I said, “I’m not standing in your way, be my guest if you’re in a hurry.”
Teddy, “you first, I’ll watch your back.”
I said, “Brandy said something about my backside last night, then she kicked me in it, you can keep an eye on the net.”
Then I slipped past it and to the door, with one eye on the sleeping wolf bound in the hanging net. I pulled out the collar from the bag and locked a chain to it, then reached for the net to slid it through. Teddy’s eye’s were fixed on the face of the wolf, as I felt its hair and shallow breathing. The heavy strap slipped under its neck and I gently lifted the other end in place, sliding it through a loop I put the other lock on. As I pulled my hand back the great wolf yawed and tried to stretch a bit, but the net was still tight. I walked the chain to the front of the fence and locked it to a firm poll, as Teddy said, “it was worth the swing to see that, and you’re the craziest warrior that ever leashed a wolf, good luck.”
I said, “just a moment, you said at my place you may know of a place on the way that may have the poll I need.”
He said, “thin, strong, and inside it is, but on your way not mine,”
Then he turned and gave Laurence a nod before heading for the zip line again. I said to Laurence, “I suppose you want me to move it before it wakes up completely.” Laurence, “not my problem, but far enough from the entry to let others in soon would be most appreciated.”
“got ya! Rang out from near the zip hook-up, and Teddy held up a large rattlesnake on the end of his knife. He put it in a bag and zipped off again, with a, “Billy! You were right about that snack!”
I said, “let’s get the polls from inside and do this thing.”
So we passed the still slumbering wolf and he opened the inside door. Along the wall was two poll of ten foot long titanium tubing, with cable running through it, and rings on either end. I said, “these are more than I had hoped for.”
Laurence, “I don’t want it said I used less than that in dealing with this, but if you or TT need another favor I’m renegotiating my contract.”
I picked the rods up and saw how light but strong they were, then went to the wolfs color and locked them in place. The beast only snarled a bit at me as the snap sealed my way of controlling him.
Then I said, “so, let’s lower the net and get him out.”
So he let the net down slowly, and the wolf sprawled out as it reached the ground. I walked the polls to the other side, and pulled the net rope to the front. Laurence came over, and we eased the cargo out to a poll next down the line from the gate. I put a short chain from the collar to the poll and locked it around the ends of the rods. Then I stretched the rods out to either side and locked the ends in place. We carefully unraveled the net from around him and pulled it away, then went inside as I said, “I think it’s what I would call secure, and after it wakes up the chain from poll to head can be unlocked to give him freedom to eat, those tubes are more than enough as long as no one try’s to pet him.”
Laurence, “I feed him once, and if you want to keep him alive it better be the last time, he can have the snakes or they him.”
I said, “you’re as proud of what you did as I am, to have a guard like that is better than a guard that can’t hit that.”
He said, “say that a bit louder and in the direction of the tower, I need a drink and I’m willing to share, but only to you.”
I yelled out, “no fair shooting it now, you might just set it free and after you, along with me!” He just waved his hands and keep looking down at the gate, as we took the net inside. Laurence said, “that’s telling him, now check out this gem of a brew, a real fifth of wild raspberry brandy from last year. It takes this stuff a while to age proper, but well worth the wait.”
I said, “I say the same thing right after something is gone, but never regret it, as well as looking forward to each occasion.”
He said, “well said, take the first hit sir.”
So I pulled the cork and took a sniff, it was an eye opening drink for sure, then I tipped it up and downed a swig. Laurence said, “it’s got a way of saying hello, don’t it?”
I handed it to him and said, “that it do, and a way of holding on to that as well I’m sure.” He downed a gulp and handed it back half-full, saying, “take the rest, but save a sip for that wolf, I wouldn’t want it to get mad at me for leaving it out.”
I said, “it’s a promise,” and put it in my pack.
Laurence said, “do you want to take more milk home with you?”
I said, “not right now, I’ll stop back latter, but a hunk of cheese would travel well.” He reached over and picked up two that were wrapped to go and said, “tell Billy not to eat this one all at once.”
I put them in my pack saying, “once a load is lightened it’s weight is no longer my concern, but word will pass free.”
Laurence, “swingers code and runners oath is bond to live by, respecting both I give thanks for your deeds this morning and words. And let it be known the bait was not my sick one, he is well and standing good this hour.”
I said, “good news will travel as fast as I do this day, take care until my return.” Then we headed for the gate and I waved to the guard in the tower, looking at the wolf one more time as I went back to the zip-line. His tongue was hanging out and he was panting, a good sign he would be alright. His eyes opened a bit to meet mine for a moment, as I looked into his tired soul, then closed as he licked his nose. I moved on to the zip line, and keep a sharp eye out for other guest that may be watching. At the line I hooked up and tripped the tow, then kicked off as the line stated to yank, with another small push off with one foot as I cleared the cars. Away to the top of the building I went with a much lighter load than the one I came with, but a better purse than I had, both in food of the body and soul. As I got to the top Billy was standing close to the edge, and slapped me on the back as I landed, saying, “that was some fine work sir, you got a good rig on that old wolf, and the sight of him will keep more than dogs away.”
I said, “if it doesn’t, let an arrow fly, but not too close to our new guest.”
Billy, “no worries Nibor, I’ll keep a second eye on the gray, when it’s not already on another beast.”
I pulled out the cheese and said, “word be, not to eat it all at once, load lighter and word passed.”
He said, “thanks for both and gladly received, safe travels and word to TT of good fortune, I stand ready to hear of his day trading.”
I said, “words travel free, and are even lighter when delivered, so I’m off.”
And I set across the roof to the next zip-line with a lift. Before long I was passing the mall, and stopped for a bite of cheese. My eyes were pealed for movement or word in the air, but silence was my breaks reward, then I took a few lines to TT’s Pad. The guard at the tower next to his was talking to another that was just there as I zipped in, and they looked at me and just shook their heads. I walked over and flapped my leather coat open to get a breeze, and pulled out my bottle and took a sip on the way, then put it away again as I got close.
The guard said, “you got more balls and luck than you have brains, but word has the wolf is chained by your hand.”
I said, “free words travels swift, but truth is often a heavy load, and lighter loads are what runners always look for. But a load with value is best traded, and as many times as I can stand the load is always a good value.”
The runner said, “my travels this day require I be as light as the wind and able to trade only with the same, but for a sip of the sweetness that is still on your breath, I will pass on what I have heard in return.”
I said, “and you my trustworthy guard, what would you ask or trade?”
He pulled out a small bag of candy from his breast pocket, and opening it up pulled out three pieces saying, “one for each so sweet words of truth will flow.”
I said, “deal!”
And we each put one in our mouths, then the other runner said, “news of the bear in the mall is he’s resting in the backside wing, TT is making plans, enough said.”
I pulled out the bottle and said, “do you have a cap?”
The guard pulled a shot glass out and said, “will this do?”
I took it and half-filled handed it to the runner, he thanked me then downed the brandy and said, “spirits to fly by for sure, a bargain and a pleasure sir. What’s the word?” He handed the glass back to the guard who tipped a last drop onto his tong and fingered the rest as I said, “word true, by my hand with the help of Laurence, one wolf stands chained and guarding the front gate of the goat park. And I owe thanks to Tack Teddy for the rig and transport, as well as doing a good job watching my back from the snake he took as a snack.” Guard, “he’s faster with a knife than anything that has ever tried to eat or bite him.” Runner, “and fast is what I must now be, thanks and safe swings.”
I nodded at him as he hooked up and jumped off the side of the building. Then I hooked to the other line and zipped over to TT’s.
He was at the landing platform as I got there and said, “good morning, I hear you started it off with solving a problem, but another has my attention now.”
I said, “would that be my future, the wolfs , or the bear resting in the back wing of the mall?” He said, “all three of course, take rest and tell, trade of thought or load is best when made easy.”
So we went inside and I told him of the wolf’s status and that I swung by the mall to see the way of the area. He poured me a glass of wine, that was white and fruity, as he questioned me about what may be done about the bear.
I took a sip and said, “I don’t think I’ll try to keep it as a pet, it’s known as a man eater and would never be happy if it didn’t get to taste me first. The wolf needs some rest before I train him to fetch for me, so I guess its feed him or eat him, or feed him then eat him.” TT, “I see, but what the wolf got was a special order, and not what would be needed to keep a bear out, so it will have to be the swift way for that one. But getting close enough to make sure the job was done proper, without using a bomb first, is not a job I care to send another on.” I said, “you mean you’re saving the honor for me? How generous, but I thought I would be tied up in running today for one reason or the other, and dragging a bear today was not another load I was planning to carry.”
TT, “if you drop it and take trophy I will take care of the rest, and you can head home or anyplace else today, with but a call to see what you ask for is brought to you.” I said, “I could ask for a bottle of this to take with me, and another bag of smoke.” He filled my glass and said, “well worth the trade, shall we call it one?”
I said, “I’ll take all three, wine weed and word, for the blood hunt before home. But don’t send word on wire or air, I need Brandy to think I still have some sense until I get home.” TT, “deal! I’ll get the cargo and pass orders by massagers after you go, just give the wind word when you need what.”
He then went for the things as I drank the rest of my wine. I heard another swinger zip in and land on the roof, so I stood up and went to see who it was. He placed a stone in a cup by the ledge, and rested on the matt next to it looking up at me. I looked at the stone then took a sniff of it without touching, and said, “there now?”
He nodded and pulled out a small sake of water to drink, and took a sip before TT came up to the roof. TT glanced at the man, then the cup, andhanded me my things saying, “did the stone talk to you as well?”
I said, “clearly. I just need to be there before the wind changes, and find the right spot.” Then I packed my cargo and said to the messenger, “are the lines worth checking before I zip?” He said, “safe clear to the wet, but some loose slate near the sight range sir.” I nodded and hooked up, then with a leap I was off again and on my way. I took myself to the top of the mall near the park, and worked my way along its edge to the back, then moved to a wing that had a small stream running past it. The bear had been there alright, and his tracks went toward a small area of brush that was nearby. I opened my pack and pulled out a scope, then carefully searched for any movement, and soon spotted him. It was too far to make a sure shot, so I keep an eye on the area as he moved through the tall grass and behind some old cars. The wind was in my favor and I was in shadow for the moment, but the sun would soon move, and the wind can never be trusted. I weighed my options and keep a close eye out for more movement. Then a rabbit was flushed out of its hiding place, and the bear was after it at full speed. They both darted across the field toward the mall as their chase brought them closer into my sights. So I slipped the scope on my auto and let the safety off. As the rabbit ducked into a hole in the ground the bear stopped, then stood on its hind legs as it saw me and let out a roar. A short burst of fire with carful aim brought it down, and I slipped to the ground to check for sure. There was no movement as I touched ground, and I let my two automatics hang free while walking carefully around in a wide circle. In the silence the rabbit came out of the hole and hopped between the large black beast and me. I look at it without moving, and it stood there for a moment trying to decide which way to go next. Then a hop toward the bear latter it felt the swing of a flesh ripping claw, and the teeth of a not so dead predator. I reached under my coat and opened a hole in its chest with my 12 gage, and it dropped to the ground with the rabbit still in its mouth. Then my sword became an extension of my hand, and the head was separated from the rest, as his claws dragged the ground in one last motion of defiance. I let out with a war cry for the spirit of the beast, then tapped out a message when I was done wiping the blood off my sword. A horn returned my word, the drums sent it on the wind, and a token was taken before I left. Back to the mall top I slipped, then my way along its main support, until I was close to the front again. Down a latter I climbed to a shop that still had a few things I took from time to time, watching for snakes as I went. Some things I like to pick out myself, and this was as good a time as any to shop, for the rest of the day was word fetch from me. A set of silver leg guards and two of arm, were in a bag I had found here before, so I put that in my pack and picked out a few other things before taking the lines again. No sausages crawling around for me to take home, but a rattle from one was picked up by me before I left. On the nearby buildings I was soon on, the word in the air sent swingers to me, and I gave them the word of story before heading to my place. The rest would be taking care of for me except the telling of the thing, as often as I could get trade for it. As I hit my place Brandy was on the roof, listening to the drums and tending the garden.
She said, “how much of a clip was that before you used the 12 gage?”
I said, “check it if you like, needs reload anyway, here’s cargo from mall.”
Brandy, “more we don’t eat or burn up here is not needed, but it’s nice you went shopping, was it on sale?”
I said, “practically a steel, and meat on the way, plus the rest of the day off.”
Brandy, “that’s what I call taking care of things right off, got plans for much?” I pulled out the bag of weed and bottle of wine saying, “I got two ideas, got any of your own?” Brandy took one look and said, “ideas you don’t want company for, but we’ll see what we can do.”
And I took my things down to the liven room, with her helping to bring some. She said, “your sword needs a better cleaning, and the clip for your auto is light 7.” I walked to my chair and said, “is that all? It sure felt like I let more fly, maybe that’s why it still had enough left to get the rabbit before I dropped it.”
Brandy, “I heard that part on the air, but why the sword?”
I said, “guarantee before stepping off, not another would of stepped up for it, and none should end up like the rabbit.”
As I sat down she got glasses for us, then I poured the wine as she packed my pipe. I drank deep of the sweet reward, then Brandy lit my pipe for me and passing it said, “this is some I cleaned myself, no stems to make it harsh.”
I took a drag as she sipped the wine, and held it deep as I thought about the past hour in a flash, then let the smoke glide out the window and on the wind. Brandy checked the clip and put 7 back, then slapped it in my gun. I pulled out the silver bracelets and leg guards, then tossed the bag back down and put them on, the workmanship was excellent and real gems were set well around each of them.
Brandy said, “is there anything in there that you think would look good on me?” I said, “anything in there or nothing at all, both would look good to me.”
Brandy, “well, we’ll start with what we can get away with, and work up to nothing latter.” Then she looked inside to see the rest. First she pulled out a polishing cloth and the other silver arm bracelets saying, “I can put some use to these, pass me your sword.”
And I drew my blade from its sheath, and looked at the edge saying, “I don’t know about five heads, but one bear for sure and it’s still true, needs wiping and oil,” then I passed it to Brandy. She said, “what did you do, just wipe it on the bear?”
I said, “the story is on the blade, I don’t need to lighten my load by the telling.” She spit some wine on the cloth and wiped the blood off as I relit my pipe. A drum in the street passed word the zip-line would soon have a tug on it, and my neighbor was passing the news with his horn. So I pulled out my harp and blew a note to give reply, Brandy said, “the still didn’t last long, your still packing and not had but a moments rest, and before the blade is even cleaned visitors are upon us.”
I said, “and all day long, until I run out of things to ask for, TT gave word that if I call for it the thing comes to me. So the start of a great feast is about to be set up, and we will just have to deal with things as they come, so what peace is ours will still have meaning.” Brandy, “I can deal with that,” and a bell rang, then the zip brought a runner. He came down the stairs with a, “cargo and word, who be receiving?”
I said, “here! Take rest and drop load.”
He turned the corner and stepped into the room, then waved with one hand as he sat a bag down and said, “this be first cut, choice more on its way, though taste be best still warm. And a smoke here from TT to go with the wine, that’s load for now. Do you have words to go out?” I said, “have a sip and I will find some for you.”
He walked forward and Brandy handed him hers saying, “welcome, quench your thirst so your words may flow easy.”
He took the glass and a sip, then said, “many thanks, it’s been some time a day like this has come.”
I said, “take a load off your feet for a moment, what’s the word on the wind?” He took a seat and said, “you hear the drums the same as I, the shot was heard by my ear first as sight I had from my scope of your battle. I sent word on the wind and it sent back, then I swooped in and passed over you as cargo was being loaded. The rabbit was still in its teeth and TT wants to stuff it that way. Saw your zip-out, and stayed for the first cut to bring here, the rest is up to your will.”
I said, “fine report, what’s the smoke?”
He reached in his pocket and handed me a pouch of cigars saying, “TT had this run, and I intercepted it a building ago, they must be from a very special stash.”
I took a sniff and said, “better than the one I had for months before I sold what was left of it, this treasure will be giving lots of chances to bring back memories.”
He said, “TT is very glad to be rid of that man killer, and that the rabbit was his last choice instead of you.”
Brandy, “Nibor does not give choices in such cases, he makes them.”
He said, “we are glad that he does, it would of not been me that took first step if the head was not clean off.”
I said, “things that need doing are best done quickly, waiting for another to decide what it will be is not always best for one’s health, no matter the beast or burden.”
He said, “true, and the new burden on the wind is the wolf is up and hunger again, a rat has already been the hours snack.”
I said, “then he’s no burden in keeping the rats down, did Laurence loosen his head?” He said, “that’s what the street talk is, and I think he’s proud of the harness and polls as well as the locks to do so, but he will not be getting close enough to give it a drink.”
I said, “that’s my job, and I’ll get to it when I can, a busy day no matter how hard I work to do nothing.”
Brandy, “it’s hard to be a hero, and a hero with a hard on can’t even find the time to be doing nothing.”
He said, “that’s why I try not to be a hero, I like the time to take care of my own business before running to take care of someone else’s.”
I said, “problem comes when everyone else’s problem becomes yours, then it’s not choice, just destiny.”
He said, “destiny calls all the time, and I must be heeding it soon, but I’m back this way for sure more than once this day, is there a thing you need?”
I said, “if more milk gets hear before I need to make it cargo, Brandy will make use.” He said, “that word will make the wind, and I will put some under me now, your rest and hospitality was appreciated.”
Brandy, “take care on the lines, and check shadows, they move when you’re not looking at them.”
He stood up and headed for the stairs as he said, “will do, see you when I zip past again, later.” Then up to the roof and off he went, as Brandy climbed in my lap with her apron up and said, “now I got you for a moment before the next bell,”and made use of our privacy while she could.
Then I said, “best get to the first cut meat and put it to soak, you know the way I like it.” So she went to do that as I lit a cigar and refilled my glass. The scent of the tobacco was a bit strong because of its age, and fact I haven’t had one in a long time, but the nicotine gave me a lift.
Brandy said from the kitchen, “I remember when I was too young to smoke and others were not allowed to do so in public places, now it’s just what is can get you by.”
I said, “the wind changes direction and so does everything else, each day a new tune is sung and the word in the drums keep coming, I just flow with the river of life.”
Brandy, “may the raft we are on keep us together, if not dry at all times.”
I said, “you can’t stick your hand in the water for a fish without getting it wet.” Brandy, “but for the day you can call for one to fly to you.”
I said, “fish are like company, hey both usually stink by three days, but sing out for what you like and store it the best you can. One day of wishes that are not beyond what I could do if I had the time, is a thing that may never come again.”
Brandy washed the meat and put it in a bucket to soak as she said, “you could be out fishing if you had a mind to, but the ones in the stock tanks are even better feed, and I thought our last one went down easy.”
I said, “and less dangerous than setting by the stream, or covering the open ground back, his stock made it through the winter without much loss.”
Brandy, “I could keep a few alive and feed until we eat them, that’s as fresh as I know.” I said, “pick the barrel and tell the count, so I can send word to the drums, maybe you can feed them from the new bugs in the garden.”
Brandy, “right after your sword gets oiled I’ll take care of that.”
I said, “I thought you just did that.”
She said, “the other one you silly dope,” and Sage in his crib started to giggle a bit. I said, “he knows a good joke when he hears it,” and she just smiled at me.
A bell rang by the window and Brandy pulled a bag in saying, “milk, and more cheese, less cargo for your day to carry.”
I stood up and stretched a bit saying, “well I better get busy in not being a number of places, or going to then will get put on another day’s list. I will be on the roof for a bit, my legs need room to kick.”
I went up the stairs as she said, a new barrow or two on a line could be pulled up with dropping another weight, maybe even the next runner.”
I said, “and that would put them back where the barrels were, another trip for me not to take, I’ll try to fit that one in.”
On the roof I pulled out my harmonica and sent some notes out to the streets, then made some shadow moves to stretch out with. The drums came back with word, and I looked out over the edge to the streets below. A hook was put on a blue barrel and swung to my building, then another one, and a flyer came on my zip as it happened. He waved to the other man and said, “now tell me you are as fast as that and I will take the rest of the day off myself.” I said, “you’re keeping up, now if I was not doing this, I would of got the fish for them as well.” He said, “did I say they were empty?”
I said, “you didn’t even say you were helping me bring them up here.”
He said, “no I didn’t, I just asked if you thought you were as fast.”
I said, “not anymore, and Brandy is glad of it, now how am I getting cargo like that up by myself?”
He said, “how you get your cargo up for anyone is none of my business, but here comes another that is.”
And one more came down the zip-line to my roof.
I said, “that was a soon return, I got the milk and cheese.”
He said, “just another pass, heard word you need weight, thought I would drop.” I said, “thanks for dropping by and dropping out, have a safe fall.”
And the two of them hooked up and went over the edge, the pulleys were squealing as the lines went through them, and the loads came up to the top and stopped. These men had just the right line to get them to the bottom landing, and after a tie off they were on their way again. Brandy came to the roof and said, “what was all that?”
I pointed to the drop pad and said, “cargo!”
She went over and found the two blue barrels, with one packed with fish and some water, and the other with meat and vegetables. She said, “sweet words of deeds, you’re not that fast.” I said, “that’s what I said, then they were gone, even I’m expressed.”
Brandy, “my goodness, your enough to wear a girl out today.”
I said, “keep telling yourself that while I take a break from wearing us both out.” She started to unpack the things as I went down to get my sword, and found it oiled and wiped down, setting in its display place. Slipping it back in its place on my back, I returned to the roof and said, “I need to visit a few then return soon, listen to the wind.”
Brand, “swing safe, and don’t bring back any more strays.”
I was in air and on my way to see the wolf, and made it there without a stop needed to rap with another on route. He was fully awake and setting up panting at me with wide open eyes. I walked to the gate with a fixed look at him, and in to get some water. Laurence gave me a wooded bowl and bag of water, then said, “that’s as close as I’ll get to him, or anyone else.” I walked over to the wolf with the bowl in my left hand, stopping far enough away out of his reach. He watched closely as I poured the water, and when the bowl was pushed in reach of his tough he was lapping it up. I pulled the bottle of brandy out and poured a sip in his dish, then stepped back and took a drink as he lapped it up.
Laurence said, “you got a fine pet there, and it don’t look like he will stave, with the way he snatches up each rat that comes his way. I suppose I could keep water to him, if he don’t eat his bowl.”
I said, “I appreciate that, and so will the wolf. A drink of water is what brought out the bear for the last time, but you won’t have to deal with him anymore.”
Laurence, “I heard that in the wind, what did you eat for breakfast, it’s not even late morning yet. A wolf then the bear, and now this, you got a touch about you today.”
I said, “and TT’s word in it was, deal is I say and it gets brought, so I’m light on cargo duty today.”
Laurence, “milk it like a goat, weigh as much as you can, and trade another day with heavy purse.”
I said, “fist cut and some cigars, then more meat and vegetables, and a barrel of fish in water all at my place with no load on me this morning. Your milk and cheese got there as well.” Laurence, “then you came back like you said you would, and gave the wolf a drink of the bottle, you got some big ones that are making the rest of us shy.”
I said, “being shy myself has keep them where they are, and if you want to keep yours, better not get as close as a rat to that puppy.”
Laurence, “we already have an understanding, he don’t bite through the titanium and I don’t bother him, come in for a bit.”
So we headed in, and the wolf just stared at us in silence. Laurence showed me a old cow watering bowl, heavy iron with a pipe to it, and said, “if you bolt it in, I’ll run line to the thing and turn on water from the tower.”
I said, “sounds like hot work, just having the wolf bereaving in my face as I do it.” He said, “why do you think I’m showing it to you instead of putting it in myself, loosing something while trying to give is not a good trade.”
I said, “just a few short pieces of wire to start will do, run the pipe on this side of the fence, just a cut to slip the bowl through will do. I’ll trust my fingers to do that and leave you to the rest.” He said, “then have a drink of this first, I don’t want the wolf to be offended by the bear still on you.”
I said, “that’s how I just got close to him, he thinks I’m a strange bear, this token of it is still fresh.”
He handed me a fifth of the brandy, and looked at the fur sack on my belt saying, “is that his?” I took a drink and said, “thought I would make a smoke pouch out of it, need to tan the thing first.”
Laurence said, “when you take trophy its story in its self, so the wolf got to stare the bear in the balls after all, this has been a morning of words to trade.”
I said, “they are lighter than other cargo.”
Laurence, “not when they are still decisions to make, that kind of talking has been in my head from the time I saw the net worked. You just look at some cargo and say cut a small hole in the fence, and the thing is all but done.”
I said, “don’t worry about it, small things are often harder to see than big bad wolfs.” He said, “you got a way of looking at the truth with a clear eye.”
I took another drink and said, “thinking of ways not to do things so much has a way of putting the easy path handy, and I better get that done before it gets to be hard.”
So we took the parts out and into the goat yard behind the chained wolf, then held it up and I tied the wire high. Another wire I slipped through as the wolf sniffed at what I was doing, and I pulled it back and tied it off with a good twist. Then one more to be sure the pipe would be held in place well, as the wolf licked the wire next to the bucket. Then I looked at the wire and pulled my short sword, slipping it through as the beast stepped back, and a slam of my hand latter the fence was slit. The wolf snarled at me as I slipped my blade back and pushed the bucket through the wire, then took another sniff at it and lick. I put one more piece of wire in place as Laurence keep close watch of my finger, as did the wolf, then I stepped back and said, “short work with the right tools, that should hold things for a time.”
He said, “you keep surprising me with each move you make, I never saw a fence cut with a blade like that, or a beast take such respect for someone.”
I said, “it’s just a matter of attitude, he has his and I have mine, and we both know they are bad. So it’s take nothing you can’t get away with, and let the rest slide by, that’s how to keep in one piece.”
Laurence, “and so far he has let you stay that way, let’s hope others will be wise enough to do the same.”
I handed the bottle back to him and said, “you may as well drink to that, I got places to not be so much can get done.”
He took a drink and said, “to a job well done and safe zipping.”
I gave a nod and headed out to the pipe on this side of the fence with a bottle of water, then poured it down the pipe and watched the wolf lap out the metal bowl.
Laurence said, “when the feed is on he will only have to nose the tab, but that’s a thing he can learn when the time comes.”
I said, “again much thanks for what you gave, what will be the make of it will be told by time.” I was off again and back to my home in short order, and landing on the roof Brandy said to me, “that didn’t take long, I got the cargo unloaded, more here than meat and salt. How was the air?”
I said, “light and full, the wolf now has a watering bucket, and Laurence has a lighter hart for giving the parts and running the new line to it.”
Brady, “so that’s what the drums said, I knew they were about you. What do you want to eat for mid-meal?”
I said, “I had an answer to that question then lost it, maybe you can help me find it again.” Brandy, “I know what you’re thinking, and you can think of putting those thoughts away, as we have way to many people zipping in and out of here right now. Something other than me needs to be cooking here.”
I said, “I’ll flow with that, let me drop my load and I’ll set fire to something.”
So I went down and unloaded the weight of my weapons, placing my swords back in their display stands, and the gun straps on a hook. Then checked the stove to find flame still hot, and put another stick in. The meat was soaking in the salt water with some spices in it, and I pulled out a piece and put it on a cutting board. With another sharp knife I cut it up in small chunks and tossed it in a pan. A sizzle came to the air, as well as the scent of meat, and I chopped up an onion to go in the fry as well. Then mixed and stirred as the juices started to blend. Brandy came down and to the kitchen saying, “that smells good, what else would you like with it?”
I said, “you over a hot stove, or me with a seat under my ass.”
Brandy, “either one will get your feet moving first, but the chair is over there.” I said, “okay, you talked me into it, the journey of a thousand steps begins with the first one.” And I went to my padded chair in the liven room, and packed my pipe.
Brandy said, “short trips take less time, but are often required to be made more often.” As my ears caught what she heard on the air, a horn was blowing out a familiar note that said a zipper was on the way. I lit my pipe and looked out the window to the next building, and a runner was on top with a bag as big as he was. I yanked on a brake release and he zipped over, landing on the roof with a great thud. Then down the stairs with it saying, “greetings, this is the hide scrapped and rubbed, thought you would like a look before it goes to the tanner.” And he walked it over and set the large bundle by my feet.
I said, “it was a big one, was it not?”
He said, “indeed it was, even dead its weight can kill a man as cargo.”
I said, “sit, have a sip to wet your tongue, tell what word the streets have.”
I passed him a bottle and he tipped it up, then said, “the smoke house is hot, and meat hanging, bones are being cleaned as well. All made the trip with no sightings of dog, and the lines are right as they should be.”
I said, “I went to see my wolf and give him a drink, now his new bowl will do that for me.” He said, “that made the wind, and of Laurence as well, running a line to it as we set.” He took another drink and passed the bottle back.
I said, “his things, and a few from others, have been put to use today. What news of the south run and open ground there.”
He said, “rabbits taken by the dozen, a string is on its way here, figured you would of got to them if time put you there. The swingers hand is not festering, and he has no fever, getting a few things done around his home as you are.”
I said, “yes, but I’m still zipping today, and I know what it’s like with a bad hand. I was lucky to keep both safe in watering the wolf, and now they’re getting used around here. With much luck I’ll put them to some more use before they need to take the lines again.” He said, “the trader that came to town the other day had honey, fresh with wax cone, I have a wrap here,” and he handed it to me.
Brandy said, “now tell me some tea is on the way.”
He said, “word true on that, or so says the wind, the trader had a stash in the hills of herbs and things that were well keep. A sack of great value and promise of clear path to more, and he takes care of himself well with the weapons he has.”
I said, “how long will he be in the city?”
He said, “hard to tell, he is looking the prospects over, and that may include a few of the women.”
Brandy, “I think I want to meet this man.”
I said, “I knew you were going to say that.”
He said, “so did TT, so the word is the man is being shown our way, if he has the will for it a swinger may escort him soon.”
I said, “have another drink, your words keep bringing cargo.”
He said, “no more of that if you please, drunk on a wire is not how I want to be found, but high in low places can be a pass time.”
So I lit my pipe and took a toke, then handed it to him, and he dragged a lung of smoke and said, “now that’s the good stuff, you get and give some of the best.”
I said, “kill the bowl and keep the memory, they are all that’s worth it at the end of the day.” He took another drag and exhaled with a great smoke-ring that floated there for a moment before fading out. Then handed the pipe back saying, “that got me up, now all I need is not to let myself down too quickly.”
I handed him a bud and said, “keep that in a safe place until you get to a landing of rest again.” He put it in his pocket and said, “many thanks, my day will fly by now, I hope yours last as long as you want it to.”
I said, “the longer it does, the more I get done, and today is a good one not to go many places. I hope your travels are safe and trade worthy.”
He said, “so far I count them to be near yours, but my day is hoping to slow down, thanks again and I’m off.”
He gave Brandy a wave as he went back up the stairs to the roof, then zipped off the edge and to the other building. I repacked my pipe again, and Brandy came over from the kitchen as I took a drag, then she kissed me and had one herself and went back to stir the meat. I said, “you should get a pipe for yourself, they’re not hard to find.”
Brandy, “I do fine on other’s and don’t have to worry about keeping a supply.” I said, “I keep telling myself that, and find even more cargo to call my own to move.” She said, “well now life’s a bitch when having too much is something to bitch about.” I said, “yes, being briefly rich is so tiresome, I may be glad to go back to work at working at doing nothing tomorrow.”
Brandy, “enjoy ever moment, and let not the time rob you of seeing its beauty.” I said, “time itself being the heavyset load, well passed is easy to bare, but all goes no matter the way it is perceived.”
Brand, “you are very poetic today, I think the smoke is getting to you.”
I said, “I hope so, this is the good stuff, I don’t want to waste being wasted.”
Brandy, “I love it when you talk sexy like that to me.”
I said, “how about a waste is a terrible thing to mind, or a thought can come quicker than the distance between it and the promise of reward.”
Brandy, “I’m sure I have that one written down somewhere, you have been writing more these days yourself.”
I said, “yes, trying to get a few things straight for days to come, easier than carrying the load each day. I got a lot to think about each day, and it’s good to put some of it where I can get back to what it was.”
Brandy, “I did that once, then loss the paper, but most of the thoughts are still clear. Maybe one day when things get slow I’ll find paper to start again, I make a fair ink to use.” I said, “ yes, it dries quick, a touch of sand and the page is ready to travel.”
She said, “what I would put down, I would not want to travel.”
I said, “those are best left in the head or the past, whichever is the lightest load.” Brandy, “and now you see why my speed to do so is slow.”
I said, “your load not mine, do with it as you please, how’s the meat look?”
Brandy, “done and coming, would you like bread with that?”
I said, “we have bread?”
She said, “yes, it was in the pack with the other food.”
I said, “for sure, and butter if there is any.”
Brandy, “you got it,” and she brought it over to me.
I said, “looks good, you’re going to make me fat.”
She said, “then you’ll know what it was like for me to carry your son.”
I said, “no way you can get me that fat, I wear it off too fast.”
A bell rang, and I pulled the line, then a package came with the tea and some other small things. Brandy took them in and said, “his word of tea was as on as that honeycomb you got.” I said, “that’s nice,” and another bag came over.
She pulled it in and said, “rabbits!”
I said, “how many did I catch?”
Brandy, “nine, and of good size too.”
I said, “dam nice of me to send them over, I must remember to write myself a thank you note.” Brandy, “where else are you planning not to go today?”
I said, “the secured square for the BBQ to night, with you and the baby. Until then you can name the place, I’ll take the load.”
Brandy, “anywhere?”
I said, “in a secure area, I swear.”
She said, “then I want to go swimming, and you can do the packing, but let your food settle a bit first.”
I said, “I can flow with that, a good swim on a day like this would be grand, what will you wear?”
Brandy, “nothing that you don’t pack.”
I said, “I have a straight line in there but it’s way too easy.”
Brandy, “are you saying I’m easy?”
I said, “yes, and you know that’s the way I like it.”
Brandy, “well then tell me how easy it will be to get Sage there.”
I said, “I only need to say the word and he will be there waiting for you.”
Brandy, “if you send him as cargo I’ll string you up and send your hide out as freight.” I said, “that reminds me, I better take a look before sending this out,” and I opened the bear hide.
Brandy, “they did a nice job of rubbing it down, it looks clean, and a big one for sure. You didn’t tell me it was that big.”
I said, “the bear didn’t tell me either, the hide is stretched out, after tanning it will be much smaller.”
Brandy, “still, I can see why it was a man eater, it must of thought that anything between it and food was the next meal.”
I said, “and that was a rabbit today, its last bite before I made sure I was not its next.” Brandy, “not much went clean through, a lot of muscle must of stopped that.” I said, “and more fat than I expected for this time of year, it must have been eating well, I hope it was not anyone we know.”
Brandy, “it can’t be anyone we know, because they’re not dead yet.”
I said, “and the ones that I know were eating by one, were not my friends at all. And no one has been eaten in my presence since the hunter by the panther I gave the day we joined first.” Brandy, “I remember, and Sage nine months later, that was a big cat. You always brought in more than you needed, but were willing to share, that’s why I took you as my mate.” I said, “you took me, I thought it was the other way around.”
She said, “I know dear, I let you have that from time to time.”
I said, “well thank you for letting my fantasies come true, it has been some good years that got us here, let’s hope the summer will bring us ready for the winter after.”
Brandy, “and the spring again with ease.”
The bell rang, and a swinger came with lead-line for another behind him. I went up to the roof to greet them and gave hand as the trader hit the landing platform.
“what a ride to get here, I am Trader Stan, and I hear you are a man to see this day.” I said, “always better to see than be seen, but I greet you with both. First time on a zip line?” He said, “here it is, I use them myself at the place I was, but your city has a number of high ones.”
I said, “and they can be fast in some places, be sure your guide goes first to test the lines, and always check yours.”
He said, “ sound words at anytime. A bear I’m told you brought down this morning, I trust it had no mate still around?”
I said, “not that I have seen or heard of, come to the level below us and see the hide.” So we went down the stairs to the liven room as he said, “those are nice guns you have there, my auto has a sticky trigger and it’s hard to save on ammo.”
I said, “I heard some of that last night, right after you passed below us, I hope you got some replacement before leaving TT’s place.”
Stan said, “yes, he was most generous. Was it down there that it happen? I have lost all sense of where I’m at the moment, the ride here was an event in itself.”
I said, “when you’re lucky it can do that to you, there’s the hide.”
And we walked over to it as he said, “a big one indeed, and I’m told it didn’t go down without a good fight. Better you than me with a beast this size, my fire is not as sure as I would like with my auto.”
I said, “my two on the hook over there seem to be easy enough to sight in, maybe yours needs an adjustment.”
He looked at them and said, “a fine pair indeed, and I’m for sure in need of someone that knows weapons and how to work on them.”
I said, “have a seat and I’ll see what it looks like.”
So we sat down by the window and he looked out to the street below. I took his weapon apart as Brandy brought us glasses of wine and some cheese she cut up. I took a sip then said, “the sights are off and there is grit in the slide, but I think my wife can adjust it.”
Brandy said, “give it here and I’ll see what I can do,” then took it to the table. Stan said, “I see the spot where I talked to the man that was below, and just down the block the dogs came, they didn’t seem interested in me before I knew where I was going.” I said, “that area is home to a wolf that now guards the goat park, they were staying clear of him, then your call brought them out.”
Stan, “and my gun stuck open as I squeezed off a round at them, dropped off a number of shells and dogs before it got free again.”
I said, “how many ran?”
He said, “I saw three, and four I hit that went for pavement right off, but more could have been delaying in the shadows.”
He took a drink of the wine and I offered him a smoke. He said no thanks, that he was already too high to get high. The guide partook of a drag and handed it back to me, as Stan said, “this is some good wine, do you make it here?”
I said, “of this kind we have a woman that makes it, as well as other things, and we trade from time to time. She could use some help with what she does, the poor woman is too good looking to work so hard, but none here have caught her eye yet.”
Brandy, “you mean Moon shine Molly, she drinks morethan she sells sometimes and it’s a wonder she has not got pregnant yet, but she has a good hart and a nice body some say. The two of you should meet before the night, I’m sure she would take a liken to you.” The guide said, “I can only wish you luck in that one, I think she was on her way to the pool. My zone is short of there, and the last time I saw her she through a bottle at me.” Brandy, “I would of done the same thing if you had said it to me.”
He said, “yes, but you don’t empty them first then toss when the other person is not looking, you through right off so a man has a chance to duck.”
I said, “sounds like love either way you look at it, just keep your eyes open, and watch your back.”
The trader said, “sound advice at any time, I’m looking to meet people while I’m here, it’s the kind of thing that helps a body know if he wants to stay or not.”
I said, “folks are using their space around here, so the fastest way is by air, but a BBQ tonight in a the secure square will have many to get to know. We were going to the pool if you wish to travel with us, I gave word I would take her any place in town and it was there.” He said, “I would be happy to travel with you, I think this one is trying to get back to a date somewhere, he keeps pushing me off roof tops.”
He said, “I only did that once, and it was just because I turned to go and didn’t see you were not gone yet, I went first on the next zip.”
I said, “it’s lead, follow, or get out of my way on the lines. Sometimes you need to be faster to be first down a line, and sometimes the first gets his last ride, it’s travelers check your own on the zip.”
Stan said, “as long as I don’t embrace the buildings, instead of moving from one to the other, I’ll be fine. I just need to travel with a slower group, I think I can keep up with the baby.” I said, “I don’t know about that, I like to send him first to test the lines.”
Brandy, “and I like to test them with you going first, I’ll take your son, and this weapon is now ready to test.”
She brought it in and he said, “that’s fast work, it looks great, thank you.”
I said, “she does all my guns as well, I trust her work with my life.”
Stan, “I found the thing with others, I’m an archer myself, but it came in handy.” Brand, “handy things often carry weight, but it’s a need in times like this, would you like me to wrap the hide up again?”
The runner said, “I’ll get that for you, any word to go with it?”
I said, “just tell him hair on, he knows the rest.”
Brandy, “I’ll get the baby ready,” and she took him into the next room.
Stan, “this pool we are going to, is it with or without clothes?”
I said, “it’s swimmers choice, but the pool has some things there to be used, and there are showers.”
He said, “it’s been some time since I had a real shower, does it have hot water?” I said, “yes, and music as well.”
I put my things on as the hide was taken to the roof, then we joined them up there. Brandy had a chest harness with Sage in it facing her, and her rig ready to go, the runner sent the load down the line and said, “safe air, send word if you have need,” and he was off. Brandy said, “happy landings,” and she was off.
Stan said, “when you folk decide to go somewhere, you jump to it in a fast way.” I said, “the air is a lot faster and safer than the ground around here, and being someplace else in a hurry has become a way of life for us, but take your time if you need a breath.” Stan, “I may not be the fastest but I got staying power, see you on the other side,” and he hooked up and went over. I did the same as soon as he got to the other side. Then three more to get to the pool. We dropped in on the roof and went down the stairs together, then I showed him the showers. Many used these and we all pitched in at one time or the other to keep it working. Stan said it was the best he had seen in a long time, and enjoyed a hot shower the same as I did. Brandy had taken the baby to to see some other people, and after I found something Stan wanted to use we joined them. My shorts were of a weave Brandy made, and were made from hemp, they fit well and were easy to keep clean. After talking to a few people we all went in swimming. The water was cool at first, but I soon warmed up to it. Stan dove off the edge and swam to the other side and back then said, “this sure beats a river on a horse.” I said, “been there done that, it sure dose.”
Stan, “is it true there’s about five hundred in this town?”
Brandy, “and about half of them women, or the men would not stay and work so hard.” I said, “that’s the count, but numbers don’t make matches, they make themselves or not at all.” Stan, “still, I like the odds, if not too many of them are already spoken for.”
I said, “those are easy to spot, they’re the ones that talk to you first, then they tell the ones that are interested in you. After you have a few conversations with the ones that are not talking to you it will all become clear which to chose.”
Brandy, “don’t try to confuse or scare him off, a number of them are already talking and want to say hello when they can get you alone. It won’t be long before you’re not lonely in this town.”
I said, “run for it, they are stocking you.”
He said, ”I’ll take my chances, I haven’t been in a town in 5 years, I’m not going anywhere soon.”
I said, ”you been fair warned, now you’re on your own.”
Two women swam up to him, then they went across the pool together, I said to Brandy, “I think he will be staying around for a long time.”
She replied, “if those two have anything to say about it a very long time, but he may not survive the zipping from one to the other.”
I said, “I gave fair warning, the rest is his safety.”
She laughed and said, “you were a bit harder to pin down but I got you.”
I said, “I keep thinking it was the other way around, but those two are not going to leave a thing like that to chance with him.”
We swam around a bit with the baby, then she took him to dry off. I swam over to Stan and said, “are you in good hands or do you need a rescue before I go?”
He said, “I need rescue but don’t want it, thanks for bringing me.”
I said, “my pleasure, try not to let them ware you out to soon, hope to see you at the BBQ tonight.”
Stan, “I’m sure I’ll be there,” and they swam off together.
I got out and dried off as Brandy said, “do you want to hang around here or dry your hair in the wind?”
I said, “it may as well be in the wind, we don’t want to miss much of the day.” So we were off again, and soon back at our place. She took Sage to his crib as I looked around the roof garden. The barrel of fish was next to an edge of a table that the bugs were falling off, and the fish were snapping them up, watering this bunch of plants had driven them to the next in line for a meal. Another table had green beans that were ready to pick, they had grown just from the mornings warmth alone, and soon would be part of a stew or something. And in a few pots out in the full sun were my hot pepper plants, a cross bred mix that was known for a number of tears from many. There was lots of room up here, and the roof was strong, so much was put to good use. The wind we were getting keep a generator charging some batteries, and water was pumping to plants that needed it. Brandy had done a good job at putting things in order, and I went back down glad it needed no attention at the moment. Walking over to my chair I took off my blade and guns, and hung them up with my coat before setting down. A shot-shell sat on the table next to me and I pumped it in my 12 gage then put that next to the chair. After lighting my pipe I poured a glass of wine, and enjoyed both of them as Brandy turned on the music from the other room. Something caught the corner of my eye in the kitchen as I looked through my glass, and the tail-twitch giving it away moved a spoon that fell to the floor. Brandy peaked into the room at that same moment, and seeing me in my chair quickly turned her head toward the table. Upon the edge by the other widow was a pigeon pecking at a crumb it had found, and she said, “a flying rat, well now the character of our guest have improved, but I thought we would have longer before our return was known.” I said, “it has wings, just like the word of its destination that got it here.”
She cautiously slipped in the kitchen and to the table, picking up a pinch of bread in her fingers, then held it out to the bird. It took a peck as she got a hold of it with her other hand, then brought it to me saying, “tell your guest it’s polite to give before taking here.” I said, “it already gave by making the trip, and this one don’t need to be told where its reward is. Let’s see if it has words still worth knowing first, then I’ll talk to it about manners.” I slipped the small tube on its leg off and sat the bird on my lap. Brandy feed it some more crumbs as I read the note. Then I gave it to her and she took the bird back to the kitchen as I said, “make out your shopping list, I’ll see how many other places I can try not to go to today.” Brandy, “these will be coming soon, you’re staying busy for a man taking the rest of the day off, just keeping up with you is requiring me to get there first.”
I said, “then you won’t be telling me I came first again.”
Brandy, “you always come first, and you know what I’m talking about, so let’s not go there.” I said, “I don’t want to go anywhere at the moment, just keep talking dirty to me and I’ll be right with you.”
Brandy, “no time, you told me to make out my shopping list, and we have a guest to take care of.”
I said, “I can entertain notions and guest at the same time.”
She said, “I know you can, your very good at doing many things at the same time, but I prefer to give myself to the moment and devote my attention.”
I picked up my glass again and said, “don’t let me slow you down, my bones are talking to me and I’m trying to pay attention.”
Brandy, “you should listen hard, they tell you thetruth.”
I took a sip of the wine, then hit the pipe, and looking out the window I could see a flag on a nearby zip-line. The midway brake was on, and a bag hung from that point, so I gave my line a tug and the load came to me. The flag flipped over and over as it returned with the bag, and pulling the line up I could tell it was light for its size. More tea and smoke, plus a pouch with bear teeth and a claw necklace. Another wrap of honeycomb and some bottles of herbs were there as well, and some fresh salt in a sack.
I put the necklace on and said, “do you think it will look good at the BBQ tonight?” Brandy, “with your new leg guards and silver wristbands, I could were mine as well.” I said, “more tea, honeycomb and some bottles of herbs, plus fresh salt.”
Brandy, “all will come to good use here.”
I said, “Stan knows how to say thank you, I wonder if he has found the wine maker yet?” Brandy, “if she finds the other two still with him when he does, the bottles may not get emptied before they are broke.”
I said, “she does seem to act more than talk, but it’s her silent times that can be the most deadly, he will need all his skills to trade with her.”
Brandy, “she may want to trade more than he can handle, but her last man died with a smile on his face.”
I said, “he was also very drunk at the time, but he lived more in a few short years than most do in a long lifetime, I think he put too much into the moment.”
Brandy, “you do that a lot yourself.”
I said, “sometimes the moment is just too good to do less, but I’m still looking at the future.” She put a note back on the pigeon and it went off to its next stop, then Brandy came to me and took the bag to the table saying, “I’ll see to this, supplies have been almost nonstop today, we will not need to carry a load for a long time.”
I said, “so the more I can, before the need, the more for the next. But I’m not making plans at the moment.”
Brandy, “the fact that you say you’re not making plans, tells me you already have them, I know you by now.”
I lit my cigar and said, “plans within plans, but only answers to questions I have not asked yet.” Brandy, “that’s why you need to stop thinking and listen to the wind.”
I blew some smoke out and the drums in the streets started talking. Word from one to another was being passed along to this side of town. Fires were being lit at the secure BBQ spot, and people were showing up. Plans were being made as how to travel and reports of safe passage made the ears of places that had spotters. Some music from other buildings was on the wind and a song was heard for others to pass along.
Brandy said, “the streets are talking tonight.”
I said, “yes, the air is full, both of word and people.”
Brandy, “I hope them all safe travel.”
A zip line made the sound that told a thud was to be upon the roof.
Brandy, “sounds light, a messenger or passer.”
Steps came from the stairs as the boy said, “word & trade, may I enter?”
I said, “if you can get past my wife, I’m not responsible for steps from there to here.” He said, “I have something for you, may I give it now?”
Brandy, “a boy with such manners should never be keep waiting, have a seat.” He said, “thank you, this is just a taste, but there will be more at the party tonight,” and he placed a bag of candy on the table.
Brandy, “how sweet, we will enjoy them.”
I said, “what’s the word?”
The boy said, “TT special like want you come to party, and would like word for me to bring back, just that is all he asked of me.”
I said, “my word, this body he will see there tonight, as for the when he will have to ask the wind.”
He said, “I’ll be faster than the drums with that, my thanks for the rest and word,” and he was back out and off in a flash.
Brandy, “he was fast, his trade only got him a smile.”
I said, “he’s light, I was light too once, then I decided to walk and found myself heavy and the lines that way as well. That smile he got was easy for him to carry, and most likely will be worn by him the rest of the night.”
Brandy, “you do carry enough to stop a small army, but bring or send as much as well, a smile would help give you a lift as well.”
I said, “a light load that can be given and keep at the same time, but must also choose where it goes and with whom, but you can let me carry one for you anytime.”
She said, “I know what’s behind your smiles, and it’s a load others will never get, but you can let me carry your smile with me as well.”
I said, “you remembered the greeting I first won you over with.”
Brandy, “I carry it like a tool to be used as often as I can.”
I said, “these are the things I wish to be put down for our son to read one day, words I may not have again to give him.”
Brandy, “put them down so your load will be lighter, time will give you some grace.” So I made a few notes as she put things away. In a book of paper that I wrote on in lemonjuice, my words were added to others to be revealed at some latter day by the heat to know them. It was a way to keep some things from being known before their time, and I had many already there. Brandy made some tea as I took hold of the moment, and my feather took wing with words from my soul. I blew smoke on the page to bless and dry it both as I went, then put it away for another time, and pulling my blues harp out sent a note to say I was here. Brandy brought me some tea and said, “you see, your load is lighter and those shoulders are more at ease.”
I said, “time and this good smoke has done that, and this tea will help.”
I gave it a sip and the scent brought back memories of old days. She put just enough honey in to offset the bitter and it was not too hot.
Brandy, “this must of come from a vault that had been sealed all these years, it still has the first sent of its flavor with it. He came with but one pack, to give like this he must be sure the rest is a large stash and sure to get back to it.”
I said, “a good find, both his cargo and the man.”
She said, “small things can still carry a lot of weight these days.”
I said, “TT has a good reason to urge him to be part of the grope, and his urges are easy to find a place the way he is going.”
Brandy, “the urges of the two that were there were easy to take care of, others have harder ones that take more time.”
I said, “he will have to deal with those as well when the time comes.”
Brandy, “I was talking about me.”
I said, “then he will have to deal with me.”
She said, “you know where my loyalties lay.”
I said, “the same place mine do, but even boys have dreams of smiles.”
She said, “and they run fast as well, a boys candy is sweet but a man can bring home the meat.” I said, “that’s an old one, and at one time you could say it without seeming to be dirty, but keep quoting things like that to me.”
Brandy, “I will break you of your dirty talking before your son is old enough to understand.” I said, “no problem, I’m writing it all down for him to read later, so put some more thoughts into my head.”
She said, “you already have more thoughts in there than you have time for, drink your tea.” I smiled as she went back to the kitchen with a skip, then relit my smoke. The sun was working its way down the buildings and a red glow gave the day a feel to it. I could hear zip lines humming out there and a few shouts from one roof to another, with greetings or word to come, and a squirrel ran across the windowsill. A flag went up and I waved, then the zip brought another visitor. A thud on the roof later Brandy said, “Jacob, I can tell his thud and step on any roof.”
From the stairs was heard, “greetings, I bring a gift before asking.”
Brandy, “those are the rules, step forward and trade.”
Jacob walked over to the table and put a bag of cookies down saying, “thanks again for last I ate here, may these fill as well.”
Brandy, “gladly accepted, what’s the ask?”
Jacob, “a smoke with Nibor if it’s his wish.”
She said, “you got past me, but the other steps are your own.”
I said, “always welcome my good friend, have a seat.”
He came over and sat down with a, “quite a day, more than one to tell it.”
I said, “then trade on it for as long as you can, you know I will.”
Jacob, “I never let a good trade go to waste, thank you. The party is getting started and looks to be a big one.”
I said, “TT has already got word I will zip in, and a boy traded a bag of candy to Brandy for a smile.”
He said, “it cost me cookies.”
Brandy, “your older than him, I expect more from men.”
I said, “there she goes again, talking dirty to my friends.”
Jacob, “I just write it all down for her son to read when he grows up.”
I said, “so do I, he is going to have a lot to talk to her about.”
Brandy, “the two of you forget that winters get cold, and I am often in need of things to burn.” Jacob, “Nibor, if you get me in trouble with your wife before the party I will not drink with you.” Brandy, “notice he did not say will not smoke with you.”
I handed him the pipe and said, “he knows how to chose his words.”
He took it and said, “after all the years I have known the two of you, I better have a few ways about me, “ and lit the pipe.
Brandy, “and we love you for them.”
I said, “Jacob, don’t forget to put down that she loves your ways. I think it will come in handy one day.”
He exhaled the smoke and said, “got that one in my head to trade often.”
Brandy, “those cookies must be sweet, his words are laced with honey.”
I said, “we have that, and many other things today. What was on your list?”
Brandy, “just trade, setting up the days to come so they flow.”
Jacob, “lots of that going on tonight, and you know the word will be who to go with the new trader. If his stash is as rich as TT thinks it is, only one that needs nothing will be trusted.” I said, “the man came to see me today, and we left him at the pool, I believe he was happy.” Jacob, “happy now, willing to guide later is two different things, easy to come into town with a bag and some words.”
I said, “only time and the wind will know for sure, what part of it I may be is not known to me yet, but things change fast.”
Brandy, “what time would it take?”
Jacob, “my hear is a day and night, that’s with the horse, return would be what cargo and way is.”
I said, “a long time on the ground, not a thing I do easy anymore, and my family has needs.” Jacob, “a hand is offered if its needed, the ground has no fear I can’t take for a few days.” I took a sip of my wine and looked at Brandy. She had that you have already made up your mind look on her face, but that it was alright.
I said, “we will see what we learn tonight, but he came to the city with but one horse, two more is a tall order even for TT.”
He said, “I’m nearly as fast as a horse in the woods and make less noise.”
Brandy, ”but you carry less as well, we would not wont you to tire yourself out watching his back.”
Jacob, “I was planning on letting him watch mine.”
I said, “speed is not the way of the ground, the load must be right on the way there as well.” Brandy, “the way the two of you go around packing, it’s just another day of ammo taking a trip, but I put my faith in his sword for the close encounters.”
I said, “still two horses shy of a plan for me, TT will need something more than I am able to give him at the moment, so we will see what the night brings.”
Jacob, “I hope it brings horses.”
Brandy, “I hope it brings rest before dawn, I have a feeling it will be a long one no matter what comes our way.”
I said, “she is rarely wrong about her feelings.”
He said, “I have the same one about the night.”
Brandy, “the night may not let go of Stan before the dawn, or the women he is with, hard to get a body to move after a night like that.”
I said, “either she is stating a fact or making plans, I just can’t tell anymore.”
Jacob, “don’t get me in any more trouble, I just came for a word and a smoke.” I said, “the word is good, how is the smoke?”
He said, “mellow and pain killing, as are your words.”
I said, “don’t forget to write that down as well.”
Brandy, “I’ll get your son ready before he hears any more.”
I said, “he does have a smile on his face, but I think it’s just the sight of you.”
Brandy, “only because I’m bending over him dear, you do the same thing.”
I said, “you give me reason.”
Jacob, “you give me words I cannot repeat.”
Brandy, “you both give me reason to change a dipper,” and off she went.
Jacob took another drag on the pipe and said, “your words cost me more to get into this house each time I come.”
I said, “so your starting to see through the plan, well I better change it before you stop paying up.”
He drained his glass and handed the pipe back, then stood and looked out the window. The squirrel ran by again, then took the wire to the next building, and Jacob said, “on the way here I zipped through a long tailed rat on the line, it jumped so high that I was on the next roof before it got a good hold again, lucky my hands were too slow for it.”
I said, “one day that squirrel will be in here to get a snack and I will make one out of him.” Jacob, “Brandy has it charmed, the critter has not passed the windowsill in a month, and now it smells both bear and wolf on you.”
I said, “I’ll blow smoke until it drops with a smile, then we will see which of us has the lightest feet.”
Jacob, “works on me, TT is passing out the good stuff today and so are you.”
I said, “that’s where I get it from, out winter garden does not have the heat I need yet.” Jacob, “the bear fat will make a good oil, if you need more heat.”
I said, “a barrel or two of coal would burn for awhile as well, the furnace is at the corner for good air.”
Jacob, “digging and hauling takes time, it’s a long way up to this roof, such things are a task best traded for.”
I said, “and a load will be at the party, TT may have one last word of cargo I don’t want to move today, I can’t let it go without something heavy.”
Brandy came back in saying, “what’s heavy?”
I said, “what I’m not bringing back with me from the party.”
Brandy, “then it will not be your son, he is getting to be a load.”
I said, “you know me, once I get a load off I don’t want it back.”
Brandy, “don’t write that one down.”
Jacob, “I’m not hearing this, I’ll see you on the line,” and he went up to the roof. I said, “test them all the way there for me.”
Brandy, “was it something I said?”
I said, “you’re driving him crazy, you know that don’t you.”
She said, “he was that way before you meet him, I just never let him forget it.” We were on the roof before he jumped, and he said, “largest load goes first,” then off he went. I helped Brandy into her harness and she was next. He caught her on the other side and I came zipping in as well. Then it was to the other side of that roof and on another zip-line, with him first and me on the line right behind him. As he turned to give Brandy a hand I chest bumped him and said, “don’t kiss me just yet, I have not had that much to drink.”
Then Brandy zipped in and said, “are the two of you going to unhook or make out?” We both stated to laugh and unhook, then ran for the next line. We stopped to see who was on the other side and Brandy got hook and air by the time we saw she was there. On her way she said, “light loads are faster than old feet.”
I was next on the line with Jacob close behind me, and when we got to the other side of the roof Brandy was talking to a guard. We ran up as he said, “she tells me the two of you are loaded, but I see no cargo.”
I said, “that’s not what she was talking about or true, she runs too much to make sense at times.”
He said, “I see the cargo now, those years were behind you but just caught up.” Jacob said, “he’s not talking about me without a hook on the line.”
I said, “years have wisdom, maybe in a few you will as well.”
Brandy, “you men say the nicest things around me, now talk like Sage can understand you.” I said, “he can, look at that smile.”
Billy said, “rooftop guard is not where I want to be right now, send a pretty girl with some food.”
Brandy hooked up and said, “food is not what you want, but I’ll look for a girl for you,” and she was off.
Jacob, “I best be next before she tells the women I have a rash,” and he was off. I said, “people are in such a hurry these days, how is the wolf?”
Billy, “resting well last I saw, with Laurence building a fence inside of the one behind him, it will have a gate to the entryway and full top for shade. I have not seen him make so many things in a long time, and even the water is on.”
I said, “he is as proud of that wolf as I am, nice to hear the news, good luck with what comes your way,” and I was off.
On top of a short roof that overlooked the courtyard Brandy was taking her harness off as Jacob held the baby. I walked over taking mine off and said, “Laurence built a yard for the wolf, with a roof on it, so I guess no dog for the wolf tonight.”
Brandy, “he’s good at those kind of things, or the wolf would have had his goats a long time ago.”
Then we walked down some stairs to the square, where we were greeted by many people wanting to hear about the wolf and the bear. Brandy made her way over to the fire pit as I talked to some of them there, and asked what was out to trade. Seeing the cart of coal she said to the one at the shovel, “where is TT, it’s not like him to hide with so much on?” He said, “dragged over there by another I have not seen for a great time, talking about something in a whisper, but my hands are too busy to listen to whispers.”
Brandy, “that’s a heavy load you have there, I should help you with it by having Nibor move some for you.”
He said, “I’ll move enough to keep this fire right, but move will need moving later, I’m sure you would like it to be the top of your roof.”
Brandy, “that depends on how much I can get him to not move, tell TT when he comes out of the shadows.”
He said, “those words are light to carry and may lighten my load later as well, I will pass them on free of charge.”
Brandy, “any words that can lighten your load are mine to give, and word has it Laurence has a new pet, and he is looking for the right blanket to tuck him in with before coming to the party.” He said, “I doubt he will be tucking that one in, but there has been a lot of banging from over there.”
Brandy, ”word is a new yard, with a roof for the new guard. I only have word in my head about the blanket.”
He said, “a yard with a roof, that’s a lot of work for less than a short time, both in deed and investment. Maybe there is more in his hart than he lets on, and the same goes for your husband.”
Brandy, “giving comes easy for him, both in life and death, both beast got what was in store for them. What comes next is only another day, I hope it brings my man home safe.” He said, “each feels the same, may your travels be safe as well, thanks for the words.” She then went over to talk to some others, as I made my way toward the fire. I saw her move and TT in the background talking to another man, and changed my step to slip behind a wall that ran down this side of the courtyard. A small garden of flowers had a start that was moving in all this, and the torches gave a nice flicker in the light breeze. On a bench I took a seat to rest for a moment to myself, and hear the voices in the wind. From the other side of the wall I could hear TT say, “it’s a lot to ask for, but I think it will work best. If on time, I will pay what is needed in due course and be happy in it, but one delay in a way that proves to cause a loss and there will be none to do business with.”
The other said, “my word is how I trade and stay in trade, if I’m not on time there is none of either.”
They then moved off behind the wall and I just listened to the sound of the party for a moment. The drums were playing a strong beat and horns were blown into the soon night, a flock of ducks came over head on their way to a pond for the night, and the thought of travel was on my mind. The rapping on a steel pipe told of others that were on their way, and the smell of food cooking got my attention. I got up and walked back around the wall to find TT at the end of it waiting for me. He smiled as he said, “you can’t hide from me, I know you too well, you always look for a place you can sit down before you go into battle.”
I said, “who’s sitting? I’m just thinking of things I should not be doing, and trying to drag my feet a bit before not moving more cargo.”
TT, “the sun is about to give its last ray of light for the day, but if keeping your feet from needing to take air can be done, please bleed me with a request that is not coal on its way to your place. Because I already know how well you take care of your family, and with the new batch in for the party it would be a choir on that list. So on its way, before your feet could hear your head, a load is now. What else of me will you ask?”
I said, “two horses, with wings would be nice, and some magic could come in handy.” TT, “is that all you want, I thought a boat or some sky riders were next on your list. I’ll see what I can do with that, but your request tells me your thoughts are of things I have not asked of you, and words about things that may not be.”
I said, “things make words come true, but words are always on the wind, I just sit down and listen to it from time to time.”
TT, “you hear more than most, and are best at keeping it as well, but a trip is in the plans if things go right. When all is known it may be worth a look, if you are up for a few days on land.” I said, “on horse maybe, but not so much on the ground, I still need some speed under me these days.”
TT, “the trader came on one of more that are not far, if misfortune has not changed the thing. I think if Stan is up to it in the morning, fast hoofs can be under three with ease and I have sent eyes and hands to see to it. How the rest goes is for time and your word to bring out.” I said, “then my last word about cargo, that I don’t want to move before its dark, is thank you for the coal. And if tomorrow cargo is to be got, I will gladly use what is giving to me toward that end.”
We then joined the rest in the yard, and as we got near the fire Brandy came to me and said, “have you been hiding or working behind my back?”
I said, “working, a load of coal is on its way, and I’m sure I will need a drink by the time I don’t get back from delivering it.”
She handed me one and said, “thirsty work, but then you were always fast, even when you’re not going someplace.”
TT, “and keeping his feet on the ground is costing me too much, you can have him for the rest of the night.”
Brandy, “I find the best way to keep his feet on the ground, is to show him a place where he can take them off of it, and a smoke will do that most of the time.”
I said, “if I didn’t know any better, I would think that was his plan at the start of my day, and people are still trying that on me.”
TT, “I think it backfired and will always be that way, I’m now going over here somewhere to trade away more, don’t bother to follow me.”
Brandy, “both your coming and going will always please me TT.”
I said, “don’t forget that I asked for wings before you left.”
And he waved as he stepped away into a crowd of others.
I then said, “what was that you were talking about when you said a place to get my feet off the ground?”
Brandy, “I’ll get your feet off the ground, come with me,” and she pulled me toward the stairs. Up we went and halfway down the wall, to a spot to sit with our legs over the edge. We let our feet get the air as another there passed a pipe, and the people below danced to the beat of the drums. Wine came our way, and we drank then passed the bottle. A poll was raised near me and meat from the BBQ was hot and tasty. Bread to hold it by was handed to me and we enjoyed he party for awhile.
Stan passed below and said, “this town sure knows how to throw a party, thank you for the trip to the pool, it was just what I needed right then,” and he walked off with a different woman. Brandy, “he is making friends tonight, I hope there’s something left of him in the morning.” I said, “a lot is riding on that, or walking if things don’t go right, we will see when the times comes.”
Brandy, “then you are planning a trip?”
I said, “planning is for TT, I just listen to the wind and move my feet when needed, the rest of it becomes the memory.”
Brandy, ”and how long does the wind say I will be left with only the warmth of your memory before your return?”
I said, “the wind is not sure yet, and your job is to keep my feet from the ground for the night.” She said, “I thought it was to keep them on it.”
I said, “you know what it takes either way.”
Brandy, “I would say putting mine in the air, but you may write that down.”
I smiled and took another drink of wine.
Jacob came over and said, “the girl sent to give Billy his food has not been seen in awhile, he may have his eyes on other things than the streets.”
Brandy, “she knows how to take care of herself.”
I said, “it’s Billy he is worried about, a little food is the way to his hart.”
Brandy, “his hart is not what he may lose to that one, she likes him a lot and is looking to hook up with a new way.”
I said, “sounds like the same old way to me, Jacob is right to worry for the boy.” Brandy, “you have not minded more than you to come home to.”
I said, “it’s not the coming home part any will regret, it’s the next morning that takes some by surprise.”
Jacob, “I wonder what Stan will wake up to?”
I said, “never carry another man’s load that’s not yours to carry, the morning will find you as well.”
Jacob, “and I have my eyes on the eyes it may wake up to, until then you can send word on the wind to me, have a great night.”
I said, “I would say the same, but Brandy would hit me too hard.”
Brandy, “and yet you got away with it, one more thing not done and still getting carried by another.”
Jacob, “then take good care of him for me, I’m sure he can take it,“ and he was off to talk to the woman.
Zipping in from the rooftop came Billy saying, “I have been relieved, lets party!” I said, “I think your right about something, but I’m not going to ask what.”
Brandy, “hay Billy! Did she feed your appetite?”
He walked over and said, “thanks for that, I loved what she brought me, I now have some time to get a drink as well.”
Brandy, “and where did she go off to?”
He said, “I told her I would be back soon, just a chance to touch ground then up in the air again.”
Brandy, “she is breaking you in soon, keep up the good work.”
He said, “thank you, I think,” and was off.
I laughed and said, “some trade, one of them will be looking at the morning from a new light, I hope he still has sharp eyes after that.”
Brandy, “he will be lucky to get them closed before the night after.”
I said, “don’t forget to write that down in your notes, I want you to remember who got them together.”
Brandy, “I just lightened my load by dropping a word, he is the one that asked for food.” I said, “this party will have many words to carry for a long time.”
Brandy went over to see our boy, with the others that some had been caring for, and I walked a bit through the party talking to some that asked about the day. I tried to use as few words as I could, so some would be left for another time, then joined Brandy at the nursery. They were talking about when she may have another as I walked up, and she said, “if it’s before this one can swing on its own, someone else will have to carry one or the other.”
I said, “you know my choice.”
The other’s started laughing as we got Sage ready to go, and a little girl asked me if I was wearing the bears claws so I said, “yes, they help me to keep the claws of others off of me.” And Brandy said, “but I got my claws into him first, and he is still wearing their marks now.” And we left with the women saying things like, “keep those feet off the ground” and “no, keep them down!”
We went to the lift and hooked up as the one there said, “light loads go first,” and Brandy replied, “then it’s nothing he’s packing, my feet are air,” and she was gone.
I hooked up and said, “keep an eye out for Billy, that boy will need it tonight.” He said, “from what I’ll seen, it’s already too late, but I’ll pass word,” and I was off. The tow got us up to the top of the six story next, and we travelled across to a tube that ran across for an enclosed ride. The ride boards had small wheels on them and were just right to lay on sitting or face front. I helped Brandy set down on one and gave her a push off. The tube rattled a bit as she rushed though, but was strong and used much. I next hoped on a board face down and rode through, with a twist that turned me on my back and down again by the time I slid out the other side, and rolled off with the board before running into Brandy. Brandy, “fast run, we need more like them.”
I said, “we need a way to send the boards back faster, out of ten we got the last two, and they were not the best. But a new lift is in place on the other side that has not been worn, let’s take that instead of the other zip.”
So we went to a platform big enough for two, and tripped the line. Four lines went up around us and it rose into the air, across the span between the buildings and up another five stories, to come to rest on the next platform. A net keep us in as Brandy yelled, “I can fly, I can fly!” We got out and I sent it back for the next ones. Then a few more zip lines and we were home again, with Sage laughing all the way, he loved the air. A flag was on another line and I checked to see what it was, a tug latter two more blue barrels came up full of coal, and I swung them over and on the roof.
Brandy, “if you don’t stop working for the day I will run out of places to put cargo.” I said, “I just gave a line a tug, the same way you gave an ear a tug at the party, and now I’m going to tug on my boots.”
So down stairs I went to lighten my load, with Brandy close behind. In the living room I saw three nuts on the table, and the squirrel by the windowsill. I stopped to look, as well as Brandy, and she said, “he heard you were going on a trip and brought you nuts.”
I said, “I think he is trying to just say, “here are three nuts, they reminded me of three men.” Brandy, “do you still think I have a spell on him, or does he have one on you?” I said, “you have one on both of us,” and the squirrel ran off.
I looked at the nuts closely and could see they were from three different parts of town, it was a strange sign, but I let it go and went to my chair. Putting my load down I opened a bottle of wine and had a smoke. The drums were still talkingfrom the party and would be until very late, but the wind had changed and I could feel rain in the air.
I said, “it’s going to rain tonight, we better make the best of it.”
Brandy, “you get your boots off and I’ll set the roof up, most things are where they belong already, we will be ready.”
I said, “the windows in this room are fine and I left others down, do you think we will fill one of the new barrels tonight?”
Brandy, “it may not rain that hard but I will have it in place, lots of time to get to it.” She put Sage in his crib and took a sip of my wine, then into the next room to take off her traveling clothes. I blew some smoke out the window to see which way the wind was going now, and it turned in a circle there until gone. A flute sent a note about the change in the wind and a bird passed by with a few of its friends. Brandy came back out in a string bikini I got for her once and said, “now there is less to get wet.”
I said, “and more to see, you are going to drive the Nabors crazy.”
She said, “what Nabors? We are too far for anything but a scope to see more than a shadow.” I said, “all my best friends have good scopes, and use them too.”
She said, “sounds like a personal problem, I don’t carry heavy loads,” and went up to the roof. I looked over to my son and said, “don’t worry, I’ll write this all down for you, I don’t want you to think others are making up stories about your mother.”
He farted, then giggled, and I just shook my head and smiled. Then Taking off my boots I put them to one side and put my feet up. The leg muscles were a bit stiff but soon would be relaxed as well as the rest of me, and I lit my pipe then rubbed my legs with a lotion that Brandy made for me. It had a cool feeling to it, and the numbness soon set in. I wiped the rest of what was on my hands on my arms and a rush went through my skin. Then with my head back I sipped my wine and took a deep breath. My body was melting into the chair as a crack of thunder rang out in the night, and I had a vision of a fast flowing stream at the edge of a woods, with a load that was being dragged by horses.
Brandy came down and said, “topside is ready for the wet, are you out or having a vision?” I opened my eyes and said, “I’m having a vision of three horses getting wet, and they were each carrying a nut. Then a load passed by on a stream and carried us all home.”
Brandy, “that was some vision.”
I said, “not compared to the one after I opened my eyes.”
She said, “don’t forget to write that one down,” and came over with some snacks from the table. The wind began to pick up and I closed the window next to me. Then took another sip of my wine. Brandy gave me some shelled walnuts and said, “these have a touch of honey on them as well, better to eat some nuts than to worry about being one.”
I took the nuts and popped them in my mouth, then chewed them down and said, “they’re good, put a bit in a good bag for the trip I may take tomorrow, they will cut the thirst if needed.”
Brandy, “I’ll have ready what is needed and more, enjoy the moment while you can. Is that the lotion I made for you on your legs?”
I said, “yes, it feels great.”
Brandy, “you should fell great as well, that’s a lot more than was needed, I made this extra strong. Can you still fell your finger tips?”
I said, “yes, but most of the rest is like water, and I’m going with the flow.”
Brandy, “I see, well now don’t let it be said I never put a spell on you, this should last for hours. Maybe now you will get the rest you need, if I don’t take too much advantage of you.” I said, “I’m all yours, do with me what you please, I got no fight left in me tonight.” The rain came on hard, then let for a bit, then came back with a steady rhythm that made the tin on the roof sing. Somewhere in the night of it I went into a dream, that lasted until morning.
A ray of light came through the window and caught my sleepy eyes. It was a reflection from another piece of glass to redirect it from the roof, and set up as a first flash alarm. Brandy’s hair lit up like gold as her lips said good morning with a kiss, then a deep breath from beneath the covers pressed her bare breast to my chest as a hand slid up my leg and she said, “how’s it feeling today?”
I moaned with a sigh of delight, “its feeling fine today, and the rest of me is as well,” and returned her kiss. Then turned my head to the window and glanced at the small mirror facing the other one on the roof.
Brandy, “I was talking about the leg.”
I said, “I know you were talking about my leg, and my thigh is fine as well, I think I needed last night whatever it was.”
Brandy, “and what does the wind say this morning?”
I took a deep breath and said, “birds fly as a wolf barks at the rising sun. A trip after my legs can find their feeling again, and food to hit ground with.”
Brandy, “if I let you find your clothes, my grip still has some feeling to it.”
A wink at my son in the crib near the bed brought a giggle, and Brandy moaned, “the little warrior is up as well, I need to be moving or one of you will be getting breakfast before the other.”
I said, “I want meat not milk this morning.”
Brandy, “and you’ll get it, as soon as your meat is ready.”
I said, “I could say it is, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself.”
Brandy rolled out of bed, and stood up nude in the early light saying, “that would be getting ahead of yourself, you still need to get all your legs working this morning first.” She picked up Sage and put him to her breast, then walked out of the room toward the kitchen. I threw the covers back and sat up on the bed, then screeched out my arms and gave a great yawn. This morning had a familiar feel to it, and adventure would soon be but a step away. I looked at the open door, with the vision of Brandy walking through it still in my head and said, “where are my clothes?”
She said, “come look for them, I’m not wearing anything.”
A smile came to my face and I shook my head, then stood up and went to the living room. There my clothes were, with everything else I would need for the day, neatly set out for my inspection and choice. I looked over at Brandy, nursing and setting up the pan for eggs at the same time, and said, “he’s already faster than I am, he got to breakfast before I did.” Brandy, “those were my legs not his, and you got to be fast for me in the first rays of sun.” I put my pants on and said, “I’m fast enough to find my pants, when he can do the same we will race again.”
Brandy, “find more than your pants today and be back as fast as you can, this one wants to start running himself.”
I slipped my boots on then a shirt, and headed for my chair saying, “then keep the reloads from him, I want a fighting chance. How does the load feel in my pack?”
Brandy, “your packs not heavy, and his hands may not be able to slap one in yet, but his fingers can pull a trigger. So your weapons are keep for you to play with not him. But I think he will learn to throw well soon, he already has a good arm.”
I said, “and a good apatite, I’ll take some milk as well, but you can putt mine in a glass.” Brandy, “and from a goat, I can’t handle the both of you and get breakfast ready at the same time.”
I said, “I would like to see you try.”
Brandy, “I bet you would, have a smoke and I will be right with you.”
So I pulled out a piece of paper, and put both a pinch of tobacco from a cigar and smoke from TT in it, and rolled it up neat. She brought me both a glass of milk and a candle from the kitchen. I said thank you and lit up, then drank my milk. She wiggled her ass at me while heading back with my son still clinging to her nipple and I said, “I’m catching up with him, and with you too soon.”
Brandy, “your day caught up with you before the thought of catching me, your pants and boots are on and you’ll get no help from me in getting them off.”
I said, “I guess a journey once started is best done before another begun, I’m probable still recovering from last night anyway.”
Brandy, “while you’re trying to figure out if I did you in or brought you back, you may as well eat.”
I said, “I remember something along those lines last night as well, but it’s not clear at the moment.”
Brandy, “you did a lot of dreaming, some of it about visions you had about today.” I said, “what was in that cream for my legs?”
Brandy put some meat in the pan and said, “just some oil from the hash made last year and a few herbs I picked, a mix of mint and spirit.”
I said, “I saw the spirit, and the oil went through my skin to numb my mind.”
She said, “I told you you used too much, it was luck you had no place to go and I was here to take care of you.”
I said, “you took care of me alright, I’m still not sure which parts were a dream.” Brandy, “I’ll write that down in my notes for your son.”
I said, “I think he is making some of his own.”
The meat began to sizzle and the eggs were ready on a side plate as I went to the table, with glass of milk in hand and a smoke I sat down to look out the window. Between the buildings some light was bringing life to the city, and a beat soon sent word on the wind. Brandy, “the word in the wind has it three horses are at the goat park.”
I said, “you are getting good at reading the code, I shall have to get them to change it again.” She said, “it will only take you more time than me to learn it, and sometimes I tell them to change it as well, just to keep you off your guard.”
I said, “if my massagers can’t tell the difference between my beat and yours, then I don’t want to know what they have to say,” then a flag went up, asking to zip over, and I added, “and one wants to say it in person already this morning, shall I tug the line?”
Brandy, “do you want to drive the Nabors crazy or me?”
I said, “both at the same time if I can.”
She said, “then you pull the line, and I will let you cook, to many things need to be done at once for me.”
And she headed for the bedroom as I gave it a yank, then a zip latter Jacob came down the stairs saying, “someone’s breakfast smells good today.”
I said, “it may be mine, or it may be yours, so one of us should tend to it.”
He walked over and gave it a stir saying, “looks to be enough for three, but I don’t mind a task before eating, would you like some bread to go with that?”
I said, “sounds good to me, have a glass of milk while you’re there and pass the jam, then take a hit off of this and tell me what you think.”
He took a loaf of bread out of his jacket and sat it down saying, “you cut it, I always go against the grain,” then pasted the jam and took the smoke.
I said, “that old joke about bread and its grain again,” and I pulled my short sword from my waist. With a quick double chop two slices were cut and I put some egg on one to eat. He took a sniff, then a drag, and letting the smoke come out easy said, “now that will open your eyes in the morning.”
And Brandy walked in wearing a robe saying, “you should of seen me when he gave your flag a tug.”
Jacob, “why do you think I sent a flag? But I was talking about the smoke, oh though you do open eyes as well.”
I said, “I told you my friends have good scopes.”
Brandy, “and use them too, I remember, now just try to remember the rest of last night.” I said, “not before I’m done eating please.”
Jacob put some egg on the other slice of bread and said, “would you like some bread Brandy, I picked it up on the way.”
Brandy, “someone has been up and about this morning before me, blame that on him.” She walked into the kitchen and set out plates for us and cut more bread as Jacob sat down and passed the smoke back to me. The squirrel came to the widow with a seed and set it down, then looked at me with eyes that seemed to have a question. I gave it a piece of bread and it ran off with it, leaving us to look at the seed.
Brandy said, “he is trying to say, “remember that the mighty oak was once a nut like you.” I said, “it’s from the one by the goat yard, I know the size. This squirrel has been getting around the past few days, and he has been bringing the strangest things back.”
Brandy, “last night three nuts now one, well he should know his nuts, and the nuts to give them to.”
Jacob, “it’s a sign, nature itself is calling to us this morning.”
I said, “I’ll answer after I have had a bit more to eat.”
The meat was tender and she put some sauce on it I liked, what leftover’s there were she put between bread for us to snack on latter, and packed it with the rest of my things. After licking my plate I got my gear on and started loading my weapons in place. Two 9mm’s at my hips and the short sword on my chest. Two short auto machineguns over my vest and my long traveling coat, then my one bear head long sword in place inits sheath along my back. I got my pack on as brandy said, “send word when you can, don’t let your load ware you down, and try to come back in one piece and heavier.”
I said, “my load never wares me down, but I’m happy to get it off as often as I can, so when I return I will drop once more.”
Brandy, “I think you are trying to talk dirty in front of your son again.”
I said, “keep those thoughts and that smile waiting for me and my trip may be short, as for now I must take some air and see the day.”
The three of us went to the roof, and Jacob and I got hooked up as Brandy stood there with Sage in her arms and a glass of milk. A hawk crossed our sky and gave out a cry on its way, as Jacob hit the air with me soon after him, and we were on the next roof before it could tip its wing. Then a race to the next line to see who went first, with Jacob in the lead. He snapped in and said, “got here first,” and I leap off the side saying, “left first,” and dropped to the next platform with a trip to it. With a kick my cage was on its way and he was still standing there. We zipped through the air with him trying to catch up, and I was out and on the run before he could unhook again. On the other side I talked to a roof guard as he caught up, and he said, “Jacob seems a bit slow this morning, what have you been feeding him?”
Jacob, “getting there first is not always best, at least that’s what your sister keeps telling me.” The guard said, “she would have to tell you that, at least my wife does not have that problem.” Jacob, “and how is my sister, still seeing that poor shoot of a guard that got her pregnant?” He said, “the vary one, I hope that makes your day.”
I said, “the two of you sure know how to say good morning, but the good in it is still waiting for me, or behind me, either way I’m going looking for it,” and I was off down the next line. Jacob, “your tongue is still driving people away I see, say hello to my sister,” and he was off. “say hello to mine as when you see her, have a safe trip,” the other man said. On top of the roof near the goat yard I got first, and looked down on the place to see the horses in a pen to the right of the gate, pawing at the ground as the wolf on the left side of the gate looked at them. I zipped down and walked up to the gate, looking at the wolf behind the fence. His eyes meet mine and let out with howl, then Laurence came out saying, “you’re the only one he is talking to, even the horses have not got a bark out of him.”
I went up to the fence and knelt down next to it, with his face near mine, and whispered, “this trip I must make without you,” and he barked once.
Laurence, “I thought he could use a bit more room, so I let the neck lock off, but don’t ask me to put it back on for you. If you want to take him for a walk you are on your own, I have done all I care to for now.”
I said, “not today, I keep my feet off the ground as much as I can. How did you move him? We heard the sound of pipes being driven in the ground, but the rest is but a few words in the wind.”
Laurence, “I just cut the wire on the post to either side of him, and turned both his water bucket and neck chain at the same time. Then after a few wire twist later the new pen was ready and water on, so the lock came off. My hands were shaking a bit as I turned the key and pulled the lock off, but he did not try to bit me. So with hands free and safe, and the wolf the same, I went to the party but forget most of the rest.”
I said, “you sure know how to build, and I think itlikes you.”
He said, “I think it likes you too, and the horses, but they are not so fond of him.” I said, “the eight feet of cage between them will have to be comfort enough until I have word of our Stan the trader.”
Jacob came walking up saying, “is he still inside?”
Laurence, “yes, come and see what is ready.”
So we went in to see full gear for three, with saddles and all.
Stan said, “nice party last night, and nice of TT to have the rest of my things brought in for us. This saves a lot of time and starts the day off right, I hope you both can ride well.” I said, “I’m a bit better than him, but we mostly keep our feet off the ground.” Jacob, “yes, and if your hoses can keep up with us they may come in handy as well.” He laughed and said, “I feel safer already, and that’s a good thing because I’m putting a lot on the line with this one. Once I had five horses and rode two into a town, now I have but three left, and it’s not easy to get good riding mounts these days.”
I said, “unless they come from a man that brings two of them with him to town.” He said, “so you see why I rode just one, and the trust I have. If that trust is not misplaced we may do well today, or it may be a bad one for all of us, only you can listen to the wind better than me.”
I said, “I hear good things from the wind today, but trust is earned as well as lent, let’s work hard to keep it a safe day for all.”
Jacob, “I left the safe arms of a good woman to move cargo today, let’s hope we return with more than our pretty faces.”
Stan, “I did the same, and it’s been awhile for me, so I’m eager to get back. The hills and woods are fine for a time, but a body gets to wanting another body, even if it’s just to talk to. And there are not many out there that I want to talk to anymore.”
Laurence, “that’s what makes trade, a river can come and go at the same time, but people have to decide about it first.”
I said, “well decisions were made and promises keep, but tell TT I said there were no wings on the horses, and I’m still looking for that boat and sky riders.”
Laurence, “a strange word to send, but it will go as said.”
We took our things out and got the horses ready, as I saw the big oak in the goat yard with a squirrel in it, just watching our departure. The sky was clear with a warm breeze and the area seemed to be safe for now. Mounted up with packs strapped down we road passed the wolf, and he barked at us as the steeds kicked up their hoofs and ran. We rode off in a tight grope across the yard and toward the woods, with Stan in the lead and me close to him. Down the trail a bit Jacob said, “those were a few miles my feet will not miss running, nice horses you have here, they move well.”
Stan, “I have been working them for a few years, that’s what I did in the before times. I was so deep in the hills when it started that I was not back out until just the other day. Many passed by that were mad or looking to take from me, but I stayed out of the way of most of it. Until I started to come to towns again, and looking for a nice place, a lot out there is not for me.” Jacob, “that’s why we stay off the ground so much, the high towers of the city are hard to sneak up on you from.”
Stan, “my way here was clear, but what the road brings is the day itself. I can only lead you to where my last load was keep, I never know if it’s still there until I get to it. With luck we will be there soon and see what shape it’s in.”
I said, “and what shape we’re in to deal with it, and the rest that will show itself.” Jacob and I ate the sandwiches Brandy had made for us while Stan had some nuts, and by late morning we were working our way up the mountain next to a wide stream.
I said, “is this the one that goes past the town?”
Stan, “yes, but from where we were it was shorter to come this way, on our trip back we can flank it all the way.”
I said, “I had a vision of a stream the other night, don’t tell me there is a boat up stream as well.”
Stand, “I won’t tell you anything you don’t see for yourself, I never know what’s been done when I’m not in a place for a night or two.”
In the distance we soon saw a bend in the stream, and a abandoned gold mine at its banks, with some old buildings that still had good wood on them. We rode up and to the large cave with all its gravel that made a crunching sound as we got close, then led the horses inside. He tied them up as we looked out at the open area, then lit a torch for us to follow him. We both lit one as well, and in a side shaft was a small wooden raft with many boxes on it. After pulling the tarp back he said, “still here, all that I have left of what I could move, now I’m at your mercy like the woman I want to get back to.”
I said, “I’ll have your back all the way there, your trade is with TT and her, I just secure the movement of cargo.”
Jacob, “does that mean I do the moving?”
Stan, “the horses can pull it to the water, then just one line to help it in the shallow parts.” Jacob, “so someone will need to steer it, a vision just went through my head and it was not mine.”
I said, “I know, next I will see a familiar squirrel laughing at me.”
Jacob, “not before we get this out of here first, I’ll run a line.”
So he got a rope from the horses and we brought them back to the sled. With two we pulled it out to the gravel in front of the cave, then down to the edge of the stream. After finding a strong staff I helped check the load to make sure it was tied down tight.
Stan said, “if I had to go get the horses this morning, we would have had to spend the night here, I’m glad not to do that again.”
I said, “I too long to get my feet back off the ground, but they will have to get wet first. I told TT I wanted a boat, and I think he is having a big laugh right about now, as he said nothing about what you said was here.”
Stan, “as I said, you will know when your eyes tell you, each day its different for me.” We pulled the raft into the water with me on board to steer, and it floated well. With a rope to a horse and my poll in my hands we moved it down the stream. Jacob rode off to one side and worked the trees to keep watch, as Stan gave a tug from time to time when the stream was slow. I keep my stand as firm as I could with the water that was splashing over the deck and coal ash grit under foot. But soon the raft was clean and we had gone down the mountain a good ways. From time to time Stan would switch mount with one Jacob was leading, so they could rest, and our speed was like the cross between white water rafting and drag racing. They had me on a ride of a lifetime, and I was keeping up with the moves that put this bird of the water flying safe. Once my poll snapped and the ride slowed down until Jacob could toss me another, but for the most part a lot of wood was getting cut from the bottom of the sled as we went blazing along. Still it was made of heavy timbers that had been keep well in that mine for all those years, and the cables that ran through it held tight while still giving enough not to break. To say this thing could not fly would be having no imagination at all, and I was glad it didn’t have sails. At the foot of the mountain hours later, we dragged it to shore and took a rest. I’m not sure which needed it more, me or the horses.
Jacob said, “that was some mighty good ridding you did, but with these horses I don’t think they needed the water.”
I said, “in a number of places they didn’t use it.”
Stan, “I never promised you a lazy boat ride back to town, just three horses, but the rest of the way is short.”
I said, “then let the horses rest for a moment, I drank more water in the past few hours than they have.”
So we made camp for a short time, and Jacob got out his pipe. I dried my guns off with an extra shirt Brandy packed for me, then put it on, and twisted the water out of the one I was wearing. Jacob passed the pipe and said, “Brandy will be glad to know you used the shirt on your guns before yourself.”
I took the pipe and said, “yes she will, its good of her to pack me a towel for them, and its good of you to light this for me.”
As I took a drag he said, “I tried to keep it hot all the way here, but it was too much for me.” I said, “you mean while trying to stay on the horse at the same time.”
Jacob, “sometimes it’s hard to fly and ride at the same time, and watching you can get a man to smoke a lot.”
Stan, “well it’s dry from here on out, and the path has good dirt to the edge of town, or so my travel yesterday gave. Once we have a chance to catch our breath the rest of it should not be so exciting, at least I hope not, the woods may still have eyes I have not seen.” Jacob, “and legs and teeth as well.”
Stan, “the bones in the ash over there were from my meal two days ago, the night before I came to town it came out of the dark at me.”
Jacob went over and stirred the ash then said, “and the rest of them in town, but some got away, maybe on the blood hunt for you on the way back.”
I said, “have good thoughts now, the day is almost over.”
He said, “I am, good thoughts about dead dogs, let them come.”
I said, “let them stay away, at least until I get my feet back off the ground, I don’t want to run and I’m too tired to fight.”
Jacob, “you stand in one place and your guns and blade do the fighting, sometimes without you moving more than a wrist.”
I said, “my wrist hurt as well, they can just handle this pipe at the moment.”
Stand pulled out a bottle and said, “then they better not look at this, they may start to shake at the thought of smooth brandy.”
Jacob, “you’re right, better pass it my way first,” and he took the bottle and tipped it up, then held it out to me saying, “tell your hands to have strength, it’s well worth the effort.” I took the bottle as I handed the pipe back, then took a sip. It went down smooth, so I took another before handing it back to Stan saying, “that will start my hart again, it went cold a ways back, but should make the trip now.”
He took a drink and said, “as smooth and strong as the woman I got it from last night, when I get back I plan to ask her for a name.”
Jacob, “the fruit was blackberry and the woman was Wild-berry, both will take you for a ride of your life.”
I said, “I know Wild-berry, and I’ll stick to Brandy, both the drink and woman are easier on a man.”
After a bit of a rest we were mounted up again, and the horses had no problem pulling the large wooden sled. Down the long trail we went at a steady pace, trying to beat the sun. Soon tall buildings were in sight and I could hear the sound of drums in the wind. They were not talking about us yet, but word of dear spooked out of the hills was in the air. Old pavement soon replaced the dirt we were under, and the sound of the sled made a echo down the empty streets.
“word and cargo,” was the cry Jacob gave as we pulled our way through the city to the place we would drop our load, and the drums picked up the word.
Soon a swinger came down and said, “this area is clear for you sir, and the roofs all have eyes.” I said, “tell the eyes to bring their backs, I step foot off of this horse to find air alone.” He said, “yes sir,” and swung off to catch a tow to the next roof, and a block later we were meet with five men to move the things inside.
Jacob, “I’ll take the horses back and see you later, hit the air and see TT for me, a pair of eyes have laid their arms on me and will not let go until I get back.”
I said, “they are planning to hold you longer than that, I’m off, “ and a swinger sent me a line. Then with the rains of the horse in another’s hand, I lightened its load by going up to a roof top. Another zip and tow later I was at TT’s and telling him of our return in person. As I walked in he said, “a three day trip becomes two and you turn it into one, I’m starting to think you are trying to outdo me. Or did you find those wings you were looking for?” I said, “both! And a boat as well, thank you very much”
TT, “I thought you would like that, be careful what you ask for next time, I have a way of getting things done.”
I said, “yes, your words got things in place and I got cargo delivered, now trade my tired body for one that will be even more glad to see it.”
TT, “my trade is down below, but I’ll let the words of your day hold so Brandy will not zip in and steal you away to her arms, without so much as a what’s new.”
I said, “the day is on the bottom of what’s left of the sled and the horses hoofs, and it’s words can be found on the wind, which is where my feet are going next.”
TT, “don’t let me slow you down now that your load is light, or can it stand a small bag for the day?”
I said, “I said my feet will be in the wind, not that my back was tired.”
He walked over to a table and got a sack off of it, then handed it to me and said, “tell Brandy to take your boots off, and that’s the last word I have for you to deliver today.”
I said, “thank you, and may your words fly swiftly,” then I was off.
With the sack in my pack, and feet in the air, I took to the zip-lines home without a stop, and rested on my roof before Brandy heard I left TT’s.
She came to the roof saying, “house rules are to give before asking.”
I stood there and said, “you can have all of me, and whatever I have on, but the word from TT will have to wait until I’m in my chair again.”
She took my pack as I dropped my zip-line gear and harness, then held my hand as we went downstairs. I shed myself of coat and sword as she helped, then let my guns find their way to the hooks. As I walked to the chair I said, “last word from TT was for you.”
I sat down and Brandy said, “so what was his last word for the day?”
I said, “take off his boots.”
She laughed and said, “word delivered, load lighted, and boots coming off.”
Then gave me a hand with them, and said, “why do they smell like fish when you were on a horse?”
I said, “that must have been the boat ride, before it became a sled, you can ask the wind or the horse.”
She put them to one side and felt my legs, massaging them as she looked for knots or bruising. I stretched back and moaned with both pain and delight, then twisted my neck as it popped. Brandy said, “more of the lotion for you tonight, but I’m putting it on, don’t want to finish you off before I get started.”
I reached for a bottle as she pulled my pants down, and arched my back to make it easier for her. Then pulled the cork and took a sip, as she put the lotion on my legs. With a light touch she spread it around, then worked it in, moving higher as she went. I reached out with the bottle and gave her a drink as her two hands did their work, and she licked her lips and said, “thank you, and thank you for coming home in one piece, even if it does need some work on it.” I said, “you’re welcome, it’s a task I gladly do, and with cargo more than I went with was nice.” Brandy, “I’ll inspect the rest after I’m done with you, a day early and still I can’t imagine a moment later.”
I said, “there you go again talking dirty, keep it up so I know I’m in the right place, I think I’m dreaming again.”
Brandy, “I got some dreams for you, and if you’re lucky a fantasy as well, now shut up and relax.”
So I let her work my muscles, and take off my shirt saying, “did you clean your guns with this before you put it on?”
I said, “yes, Jacob said you would notice.”
Brandy, “good, I didn’t put in a towel, no one said water ride.”
I said, “I told him you know I take good care of my guns.”
She said, “you better, they take good care of you, but by the weight they saw only a trip.” I said, “they like the peaceful ones as much as I do, and only scream when they are not, so they never feel heavy and make good traveling companions.”
Brandy, “I’m glad you like them, now tell me if you like this.”
She took me into a dream and the night did the rest, my body floated in the weightless moments until the dawn, then a river of light poured me back into my bed. The sun was bright through the window, and the sight of Brandy on my chest made me feel like the day before. I said, “I had a vision, then I opened my eyes and saw you.”
She said, “you opened your eyes and saw my breast,then you had a vision.”
I said, “I think we’ve been through this before and he gets feed first, or was that just a dream?” Brandy, “it was no dream, and if your still dreaming then you’re not fast enough this morning,” and she was out of bed.
I said, “I love fast women, especially when they catch me, then cook me breakfast the next morning.”
She picked up Sage and said, “well then you’re a lucky man, I’ll go see what’s in the kitchen for my catch,” and studded off nude as usual.
I sat up on the bed and took a deep breath, then letting it out rubbed my eyes and stood up. Then looking at the doorway she just walked through, my mind told me my pants were in the liven-room, so I picked up her robe and went after her. As I walked past I tossed the robe and said, “I know where my pants are this morning.”
Brandy, “and that I was not wearing them, very good, you see how much clearer your head is in the morning when I put the lotion on?”
I pulled my pants up and said, “everything fells better when your hands are on them.” Brandy, “and don’t you ever forget it.”
I looked at my guns and said, “looks like you got your hands on my weapons as well, and they got more than a shirt this time.”
Brandy, “I told you I would always keep your weapon clean.”
I said, “that’s weapons dear, my weapon is always clean.”
She smiled and shook a frying pan saying, “I got a weapon right here, and I know how to use it too.”
I waved my hand and said, “you’ll get no fight out of me, that pan has a hot enough temper to fry eggs in it, and I’ll take some potatoes and meat as well,” then went to my chair with a clean shirt.
She put it on the stove and said, “my iron may not shoot lead, but it stops and starts more fights than any gun.”
I put my shirt on as I said, “yes, but you reload it more often.”
The drums on the streets were talking about trade, and I half heard talk about what was brought in last night. Brandy put water over to have for tea and cut bread for me to have with jam. I listened to the wind and the sound of zip-lines in use, a few shouts of morning came from others passing by. I waved, and looked at the things they had, and how the lines were hanging. Brandy cut up the potatoes and added an onion and peppers, while I ate the jam and bread, then passed a cup of tea to me.
I said, “I didn’t even see you make that.”
She said, “your eyes and ears were on the streets.”
I took a sip and said, “this is not what we had the other day.”
Brandy, “no, it’s from the pack TT gave you last night, I said I would inspect the cargo after I was done with you.”
I said, “I like this one better, it has a light fruity flavor.”
Brandy, “don’t ask me what he put in it.”
I said, “he always has a stash of something, maybe this was part of what we went for, he could have had it from when Stan first came to town.”
Brandy, “are you telling me you brought it all the way here without looking at your cargo?” I said, “I looked at it to make sure I could get ithere, and myself while I was at it, the trip left no time for much else to get back so soon.”
Brandy, “and how was that done? You were not in much of a talkative mood last night.” I said, “I thought you would of heard it on the drums by now, I still need to go ask the horse.” She said, “I’m sure it will come to you as your eating, my food has a way of getting words to be heard.”
I said, “and they always come with thank you.”
Soon we were eating and talking about my trip, but it came out in parts that were not in order and much was left out. Brandy found it strange I did not talk about the animals in the woods or what dangers I may had been up against, only the thrills of the run and the ride. But it was all that and more, a day of high adventure without dangers that I knew about, like a reward for the bravery of the day before. Even the night after was strangely familiar, and had a theme that tied it and wrapped this time together into an event of days. Still the hills were more empty of life than I had expected, the city has it in every crack and wildlife had adapted to living among us or us with it, but the wide open keep only eyes on my trip without showing its face. Brandy could see it in my words as I spoke, that things out of the city were not as we thought they were, but it was not clear if that was bad or good. Still new things were in town and I was safe, so for the moment things were well for us.
I said, “the food did fill me, and empty me at the same time, I think it’s time to stretch on the roof now.”
Brandy, “you’re welcome, don’t work-out too hard.”
I headed up and took my swords with me, an area I had up there was set up for practice with swinging targets and attack dummies, all controlled by counter weights and pulleys. With a bit of a stretch then some practiced movies, I worked my way up to letting the gauntlet run with me ducking and jumping rods of wood, as I worked my sword. A bag of sand would always remind me if I was out of step, and whack the side of my head if I did not duck in time. Soon I had a sweet up, and sticks of wood and cut sand bags for a gauntlet run. I pulled my strength back within me, and took control of my breathing as Brandy came from the garden. And seeing the shape my practice court was in said, “looks like your back in form, I guess I got all the kinks out.”
Standing there with sword in hand I said, “to the regret of a bag or two, and what’s left of the rest.”
Brandy, “I could have it back together, and ready to take you on again, by the time you got back from a swim.”
“not if I take you with me,” I said as my sword went back in its sheath.
Brandy, “I’ll fly with you anywhere, even off the high-dive at the pool.”
I said, “then grab your cargo and I’ll get the gear.”
She said, “if you mean your son, I think he likes to fly with you more than me.” I said, “then you get the ammo, his fingers are still looking to squeeze off a few rounds.” Brandy, “my pleasure, it won’t unload on me in mid air,” and she went downstairs. I grabbed the zip-line harness and put mine on as she got the rest, and by the time I was ready to hook she had Sage for me. As I strapped him to my chest she put her gear on, then strapped her weapons down. Little Sage had a hold of my short sword handle, and I took the lead with a leap off the edge of the roof. The line zipped usthrough the air with Brandy close behind, and Sage opened his eyes wide as the sky above brought a hawk into view. After sliding to a stop on the landing platform, I turned around and held out my hands to Brandy coming in. She slid to a stop just before me and gave me a kiss, then unhooked and said, “your load is lighter than mine, why so slow air kicker?”
I said, “let’s see that question on the other side of the roof,” and I was off with her in close pursuit. The gravel on the flat roof kicked up as we made our way there and came to a sliding stop, then hooked up for another zip. With me in the lead I leap off the side and down another five stories, then Brandy came across as I stood there talking to Sage. When she landed I said, “how light dose my ammo load feel?”
Brandy, “how light does the load in your sons pants feel?”
I said, “he’s fine, I think my sword has his attention.”
Brandy, “well maybe the next ride will change that.”
We went to the other side and got on a travel platform, then crossed to another building. It had a seat with a hand-bar to hold on to, and netting around the sides, and we enjoyed the ride in the open air as the heavy rig took us slowly there. Sage reached out and tugged on my shirt with joy as we sailed through the air, then the ride stopped and we grabbed another zip line, off to the next platform and the pool. Soon we hit ground and Sage was back with Brandy and my ammo was on me again. We walked down to the showers and I put my things in a locker I had, brandy did the same, then Sage went to the nursery. I took a hot shower then went to the pool to find Brandy on the high diving platform, waiting for me.
I went up and said, “tell me I never take you anywhere.”
She said, “I’ll take you over the edge if you’re not careful .”
I said, “you already have me there,” and we dove off.
20 feet of air to a 14 foot deep wet, with a flip on the way we slipped through the water, and up again like flying fish. Catching our breath then across the pool we went to do it again, with each stroke a race to the edge. Then before the handrail a tug on my trunks, and I was still out before her, but with my suit in her hand. She climbed out and handed them to me as she passed, then to the platform again. I slipped them on and went after her, but the top was in her reach first. She dove off with me a step behind her, and we swam under the water together to the edge, then coming up together took a breath and kissed.
Another there said, “nice work, and the dive was smooth as well.”
Brandy smiled and said, “thank you, I keep him in shape.”
He said, “we all know what good shape you keep him in, even when he has his pants on.” I said, “it was a fair move, I could of beat her if I didn’t stop to put them back on again.” He said, “don’t mine me, next time take hers off, we will see who runs faster then.” We then got out and Brandy said, “it won’t be him, his eyes can’t look at two things at the same time.”
We then went to a sunny place to lay back and dry off. The garden had grass and blankets, as well as bowls of snacks. A few people were running around and some were drinking, a bottle got passed our way and we both killed it. Then some talked to us about new things for trade and what they had heard of the journey, so I filled a few in on some of the details, but left many words for another time. When we were rested it was to the nursery and back into the air, Brandy took Sage this time, and soon we were home again. A good mornings workout and a swim, some words with friends then more air under my feet, and planting them safely again here. It had been a full morning without moving cargo, and the day was young. I checked on the fish, and gave them some bugs from our garden, so they gulped at the top of the water sucking them down. Soon a few of these would be a next meal, until then they were disposals for the unwanted bugs. Brandy came back up with a pouch of worms, and put some in the dirt and feed others to the fish, they gobbled them up as fast as she dropped them. Brandy, “they still have a good appetite, not enough bugs yet.”
I said, “do you think I should give them a chance on the next pick, by reaching in blindfolded? Brandy, “not much of a chance, when your hands so easily find what they want to touch.” I said, “I think I’ll go write that one down, Sage didn’t get to hear it.”
Brandy, “you go do that, and tell him to stop putting berries up his nose, I found one there on the way back.”
I went down to his crib in the liven room and looking at him said, “sticking berries up your nose is a good way to get girls to kiss you, but they taste sweeter on the tongue,” and he smiled. Then I went to my chair and had a smoke by the open window. The air was clearer these days, now that there were no more cars, plains, and factories running for millions of people. And the skies had less of a glow from the ground below, with nature taking over the rubble no longer used. The lack of noise in the streets made every sound an announcement, and a rapping on a pipe sent word across town that was relayed by some drums. I took a sip of my wine and listened to the wind, as my smoke went up to the sky. A zip line was use nearby, and the sound carried a load going somewhere, away it drifted as the swinger headed toward their point. Brandy came in with a feather in her hand and said, “a hawk gave me a gift for being so fast, but your practice area will take some time to put back together, you destroyed more than sticks and sand bags.”
I said, “better it than me, I’ll build it better next time.”
Brandy, “that thing was dangerous enough, it nearly took my foot off once.”
I said, “it nearly took my head off, but I got even with it, and I’ll do it again!”
Brandy, “you got to repair it first, that will give me time to tie some padding on it.” I said, “to protect it from me or me from it?”
She said, “yes.”
I said, “I’m in no rush for a rematch, I got enough of a workout today.”
Brandy, “then you’ll not put up much of a fight if I take advantage of you,” and she started to tickle me with the feather. I fended her off with one hand, while holding a glass of wine in the other saying, ”carful, or I’ll get you wet again.”
She pulled back and said, “better to drink it than wear it.”
And I reached out and gave her a sip. Then she waved the feather at me and said, “I’ll get you latter.”
I said, “I’ll be waiting,” and pulled the glass back to my lips.
The zip line gave away the coming of another with its winding twang, and the thud topside was followed with, “I bring cargo.”
Jacob came down the stairs as Brandy stood up and walked over to him. He set a pack on the floor and said, “TT wanted you to have this, the best from a box you brought back, I don’t know about all the others.”
Brandy pull out a case and handed it to me, so I opened it to see a high power rifle with scope, and the parts and cleaning kit was still with it. I pulled the barrel and stock out and put them together, then the rest, and slapped the scope on. It had some weight to it, but would be able to hit just about anything seen, and came with five boxes of ammo.
I said, “is this what we were carrying all that way?”
Jacob, “that’s part of what was in one box, more is there for you.”
Brandy pulled out another thing, wrapped carefully with canvas, and opened it to see a crossbow with arm strap and some grafting hooks. She handed it to me as Jacob said, “there are tipped arrows and barbed tips as well, plus the new line, this TT was having someone make for you while on the trip. He wanted you to have it as soon as it was done, good for a few stories of reach. And there are silk sheets in there as well, part of a box we did bring back, I’m surprised it didn’t get wet.”
Brandy, “now we can tell the horse what they were towing, and you know as well, a fine way to treat ammo and silk.”
I said, “I just see to it cargo can be moved, if it gets there time will tell the rest, and not knowing what is in a box keeps me safe by not taking a risk just for it.”
Jacob, “and still rides a mean sled, at one time I thought the tarp was going to come off and make a sail for him, and I didn’t have that much rope.”
Brandy, “and the words of his trip start to come out, have a seat and a drink while telling me more.”
I said, “remember she is offering you a trade, and in trade she often gets the best deal.” Jacob, “load off and word given, a drink for what words I can remember is far trade.” He sat down and Brandy handed him a bottle, then took the sheets into the bed room. I said, “with these two new weapons I can climb trees and hit anything in sight, is there much more of its ammo?’
He said, “I know not, only of one crate for sure, and lucky it did not smash on some rocks on the way here.”
I said, “the sled was smoking a bit by the time we got to town, and if I had known the load I would of watered it down even more.”
Jacob, “Stan was not concern about how the cargo was doing, just the arms he was not in.” Brandy yelled from the other room, “and because Nibor felt the same, you got home quick as well, to arms I’m sure were glad to take you,” and came back out to the liven room. Jacob, “yes, it was a good day, and the night was rewarding as well.”
Brandy, “I hope you took some silk sheets home as well.”
Jacob, “as a matter of fact I did, and whatever else I could get my hands on, including a brick of hash. There is one in the pack as well, and some bottles of herbs and lotions, I was told to be careful of.”
Brandy, “he only took me swimming, you brought me silk sheets and hash plus lotions, I think I’m getting good trade today for a seat.”
I said, “she must of said the same thing when you got home last night.”
Jacob, “staying around until things are unpacked dose have advantages from time to time, and coming home with only a bruised bottom never gets you much loving.”
I said, “that’s right, it takes a bruised body to go with it, but Brandy is good with her hands.” Jacob, “and by the looks of your work out course on the roof, your hands have been taking vengeance on it with a sword.”
Brandy, “it started it, but I’m planning on tying some padding for the next battle.” Jacob, “to protect it or him?”
Brandy, “only the next match will tell for sure.”
She took the rest of the pack to the kitchen as I said, “I’m going to build it better for next time, and use bigger sand bags, I have a counter weight that can power the recoils.” Jacob, “the last time I tried that gauntlet it almost knocked me off the roof!”
I said, “yes, it needs more power.”
Brandy, “well that rifle don’t, so maybe you can bring down a dear before dark today, that would give you a good target to sight in on.”
I said, “yes, may as well test the goods before giving thanks for them.”
Brandy, “as if you were ever not grateful for cargo, no matter what it was.”
I said, “we will see who is grateful in silk sheets tonight.”
Brandy, “it didn’t take silk sheets to find out last night, but I’ll give you a chance.” I said, “she has a way with lotions, I had no chance.”
Jacob, “yes, and the hash I took home did me in as well.”
I said, “that stuff will do it to ya, nothing like well aged hash to take away the pain of hauling it.” Jacob, “as well as in the mood to give thanks the sled did not catch on fire getting here.” Brandy, “from what I’ve heard, it got wet down enough on the way, and his boots smelled like fish.”
I said, “I think there was still a small one in there, did you find any in the load.” Jacob, “as they were unwrapping it a large one fell out, the wet tarp keep it fresh the rest of the trip, I’m not sure who ate it.”
Brandy, “so you went fishing and didn’t even know about it, this trip keeps getting more interesting as I learn about it.”
I said, “to me as well.”
Returning from the kitchen with some cookies Brandy handed one to Jacob and said, “tell more, I need to write it down so Sage will know the stories are true, one day he will be reading about this day and understand why I am like this to his father.”
I said, “I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing, but the truth is best told with a little imagination.”
Jacob, “imagination does not seem to be lacking around here, and I can say the same thing about my night.”
Brandy, “do tell us Jacob, we want to hear all about it.”
I said, “yes, and I want to hear all about mine as well, like my trip, there are parts that are not clear yet.”
Jacob, “after I get my own night straight I will listen to the wind to find out about yours, but the drums were beating last night, that much I can remember.”
Brandy, “that beating was inside of your head and chest, the drums were silent last night.” I said, “I heard the drums as well, and words on the wind, and had visions.”
Jacob, “I had some visions as well, one was of a feather tickling me and the other a foot kicking me out of bed, then I woke up.”
Brandy, “was it on the floor?”
Jacob, “was it my floor would be another question, but the day has been long and I can’t remember.”
I said, “you keep sticking to that story.”
Brandy, “all stories have some truth, or we would not be so eager to believe them.” I said, “yes, and I believe time will tell even more than we want to hear, but that’s another story. And whether or not this rifle can shoot strait is one as well, so let’s go see.” So we geared up and went out, to the edge of town near a stream, and hid on the top of a building. Brandy had packed some nuts to chew on with salt and honey on them, and the two of us took turns looking through the scope. The distance was a bit long, but I had to put this new toy to the test. The sun was high and shadows were not moving, a wind was low with some heat in it, and the stream was looking tasty.”
I wiped the oils off my fingers then slid a cartridge into the chamber, and swallowed what was in my mouth. Steadying my breathing, I looked the brush near the stream over, and with this new scope I could see a leaf drop. Then a rabbit ran past and I followed it with the scope until lost behind some rocks, then back to where it came from I set my eye again. A shadow was out of place, with a bush that had antlers, and it took a few steps. Then bending down to drink from the stream it was dead in my sights, and I put my finger on the trigger. It looked up to an empty field as I held my breath and got it true on target, then squeezed the lever and watched the bullet fly. A glimpse of a hit caught my eye before the recoil moved my shoulder, then as they focused again the dear fell by the stream. My ears were still ringing as Jacob said, “a clean hit!”
I looked through the scope again to see a leg kick, and blood on the grass. I then lowered the weapon and said, “better give it a bit before going in, this should make Brandy happy.” Jacob, “as true a shoot as I have ever seen, and the distance was no easy test, even my eyes did not see the thing before you put it down.”
I said, “yes, it shoots well, I must thank TT for it.”
We split a piece of jerked meat then went down to get our prize, and by the time we could get to the meadow another was already crossing it. We got to the dear at the same time and he said, “bled out well, hart stopped, nice shot.”
I said, “thank you, the new rifle made the difference, it hits what it’s aiming at.” He said, “and so do you. I can get this for you if you want to travel light, that gun must be enough.”
I said, “any help would be appreciated, one shell didn’t lighten it much and it’s a long way.” Another came running across the field saying, “looks like you need a skinner, lucky I was in the neighborhood, trade serves for meat?”
I said, “another was here before you, but he only offered to move cargo I think, it’s up to the two of you.”
They decided to split the endeavor and make light of it. So I took first cut and a strip of hide, then sent the rest off to be cut and cleaned, as Jacob and I went to see the wolf next. It was not far, and as I walked up the wolf could smell my fresh kill. I pulled out a chunk of meat, and slipped it through the fence as his teeth snatched it out of the wire, then I said, “that’s another kill you missed out on, and the only piece of meat you are going to get from it.” He just licked his lips and stared at me with great concentration, as Jacob came walking up and said, “he now has you hunting for him, your training is coming along nicely.”
The wolf barked.
I said, “he agrees with you, but Brandy has bend training me for years, so a wolf will be easier to learn from.”
The wolf barked again.
Laurence came to the front gate saying, “I knew it must be you out here, it was in his bark, was that your shoot I heard?”
I said, “a new rifle and a dead dear, the scope has a good range.”
Jacob, “and so does he, we were on the roofs near the stream.”
Laurence, “that’s a fair distance, the shells must be big, I hope you make every one count.” I said, “I’ll try to. How are the horses?”
Laurence, “rested up from their trip already, enjoying some free run of the yard. I have milk for you if it’s not too much cargo.”
I said, “I’m not traveling light today, a bag for Brandy would be enough, and maybe some of that cheese.”
Laurence, “of course, would I ever let you go with less that you would carry?” Jacob, “that was before we got horses.”
I said, “I’m not taking a horse back, they still don’t have their wings yet.”
Laurence, “when they do, we better all carry shovel, both as head guard and ready tool.” Jacob, “that’s more than I care to think about.”
We went inside and Laurence got a fresh sack of milk off a hanger and some cheese, then offered us a drink.
Jacob, “you always have the good stuff, I don’t know how you keep it in stock when you pull it out every time we are here.”
He said, “I trade word of your visits for new supplies.”
I said, “he probably dose, this one can sell words like cargo, and get a good return.” Jacob, “when just a few words gets me cargo, I gladly trade them, then drink to them as well,” and he took a drink.
Laurence, “well put, and glad to trade, another day of adventure I see is on hand.” I said, “as little as I can, just a test of a gift and meat for another day, the wolf liked his taste.” Laurence, “better than the rats he has been eating I suppose, but then it’s all a gulp to him, if there’s not a wiggle afterwards it’s soon forgotten.”
I said, “the licking of his lips say it will be remembered for a long time. How are the goats doing, are they still milking well, with him here?”
Laurence, “oh yes, there’s smart enough to know he’s less of a threat where he is than stalking them from the outside. I’m even surprised they haven’t started to nose the wire by his cage yet, just to rub his face in it, they can be petty beast.”
Jacob, “if they put their nose near his fence he may take it off for them.”
I said, “I’m sure it will be love at first sight.”
Jacob handed me the bottle and I took a drink, then passed it back to Laurence who said, “you mean love at first bite,” then he took a drink.
I loaded my things saying, “that’s the way it was with Brandy and me, I let her bite me and have been feeding her ever since.”
Jacob, “I thought it was the other way around, at least that’s the way I have been telling it.” I said, “keep up the good work on that.”
Laurence, “that’s a nice crossbow strapped to yourarm, a new toy?”
I said, “yes, made while I was gone, I haven’t tried the thing out yet but it travels well.” He said, “things that don’t often get lost before travels end, may all your cargo get home safe.” I said, “and quickly, before I draw wild dogs to my heals.”
We went out and I said my goodbye to the wolf, then it was off to the lift lines and the roofs again. Before long Jacob and I split up again, and I was home, landing on the roof with my load. Then down the stairs and to the kitchen I went, to wash and put meat over to soak. I set the pack down and laid my rifle on the table, then washed my hands.
Brandy came to the room and said, “that didn’t take long, and from the shot I heard and blood on your hands, I would say it went well.”
I said, “it’s a fine weapon, true and with good range, a dear as requested.”
Brandy, “you must have the rest being taken care of, how is the wolf?”
I said, “looking good, he thought the taste I gave him was delicious, and I brought milk and cheese.”
Brandy, “no rips in your pants today?”
I said, “not a sign of a dog, I think just the scent of wolf is keeping them away.” Brandy, “then he is doing his job, better than the others did.”
I put the meat in a bucket of water and said, “that could probably use some salt.” Brandy, “dry your hands, I’ll take care of that.”
So I used a towel then took my rife to my chair, wiping it off as I went. Then sat down and took the crossbow off, and put it to one side. I opened the still half full bottle of wine and poured a glass, then took a sip and looked out the window. The sun was moving again, and long shadows stretched out on the streets. A mirror sent a message to me that my meat was hanging and the hide would be tanned, so I picked up mine and returned the flash.
Brandy said, “it was nice of them to help you with that, such a lucky find then cargo movers made it swift work.”
I said, “yes, but I think I still have a ringing in my ear, next time I’ll use a plug.” She said, “just don’t use a bullet, you don’t know how stable they are, the shockwave may blow your head off.”
I said, “I have no intentions of putting a bullet in my head, with or without a shell, a wad of wax will do.”
Brandy, “easy enough to come by these days with honeycomb in town.”
I said, “things find a way of getting around, I’m glad the rifle found its way into my hands.” Brandy, “yes, we must thank TT for it and the rest.”
I said, “how much salt do we now have?”
Brandy, “more than enough.”
I said , “good, ever pound I need not bring soon makes my loads lighter, I’m glad the coal was also one that made it across town without me.”
Brandy, “and the fish, as well as the barrels that were filled with water last night, they alone made a big difference in your future loads.”
I said, “no bringing it when the garden has more of a need than the sky, yes, I would say that’s a load off.”
Brandy, “it is also easier to filter for drinking that stream water, when I remember TV and ads for clean bottled spring water, they never showed an animal taking a shit upstream.” I said, “the sky has the best filtration system there is, even the ground itself has no match, but we boil our water when needed.”
Brandy, “it’s a small thing, but they add up over time, and lots of small things can become big over time. I have no complaints when it comes to breaking a sweat to keep from doing it another day, you never know when you might just need the time to do something else.” I said, “and I have no problem in moving some cargo for more latter, or sharing some to get it moved, when people trade fair work can be spread around.”
Brandy, “TT also put a bucket of fresh peanut butter in with the other things sent, I tried it when you went hunting and it was very good.”
I said, “some of that on a slice of bread would go good right now, the peanut farmer must have had a early crop.”
Brandy, “I’ll get you some, I think they roasted it just right, and the grind was smooth.” So she got some bread out and made us sandwiches, then cut cheese to go with it, and we sat eating by the window.
I said, “have you heard news of if TT is planning another movie night?”
Brandy, “no, but he pulling out all the stops to make Stan feel welcome, and I don’t think he has seen one for some time.”
I said, “If the night is clear he could show it in the secured square by the pool, or inside the hall if need be, both have batteries nearby for when the wind is not making power for the projector.”
Brandy, “you haven’t been watching many movies lately, are you bored with the ones you have found?”
I said, “even though we now have power to run things like that from time to time, I still like to get away from being entertained by the past. Few days give you a free step to open your lungs and make your feet move, and then listening to the streets can be entertaining enough at times.”
Brandy, “yes, I often feel the need for some solitude to hear the streets or excitement not of the past, then you come home.”
I said, “that would be listening to the streets for me to come home to give you some excitement.”
Brandy, “that’s what I said.”
I said, “I once told you things would never be dull around me, as long as you had an imagination.”
Brandy, “and I told you I had a great imagination, so much so that you never get bored.” I said, “no, just tired out.”
Brandy, “you handle that on your own the way you run around: catching a wolf, killing a bear, running a load, and shooting a dear, with the way you party in between.”
I said, “and with that brick of hash, the party has hit home for a long time.”
She said, “you are the hardest working hippie I know, and well deserve it, a better provider in this town has never seen.”
I said, “I do what I can with what I have, and the world left us much, using it wisely is the daily quest.”
Brandy, “if you were not so good at it, you would not have survived the plague or aftermath that cut our cities numbers to five hundred or so, and I would not of chosen you to give me a baby and take care of us.”
I said, “because you are also such a survivor, I thought it was the other way around, or at least I’m telling it that way.”
Brandy, “we do take good care of each other.”
I said, “Sage seems to think so, I’ve never known a more content child.”
Brandy, “he enjoyed flying with you, and had a good time at the pool as well.” I said, “so did I, and your getting much better at the high platform, both in climbing and diving.” Brandy, “and your breath control under water was good as well, the morning exercise must of centered you.”
I said, “I was quite focused, but now feel rather distracted, you do that to me.” Brandy, “it’s because I have an imagination, keeping you distracted is my distraction.” I said, “I can focus on that.”
We joined our attention to one another and some of the hash, then worked each other’s muscles until we were both very relaxed, the hours passed quickly. Soon the sun was starting to set, and we heard drums that TT was having a movie new tonight. A flag went up for cargo to come over, and I pulled the trip line. A dear hide was sent over, scraped and clean, as well as more meat. I told Brandy we could salt this down more and have it tanned latter, and she said to take care of that while she got something to eat ready. So I took it to the roof and my work area. There I brushed in a good helping of salt and rolled it up tight again, then packed it to go off to the tanner. After cleaning up I came back down to the smell of meat frying and garlic. Brandy was chopping up some vegetables, and water was boiling, so I asked for a tea. Brandy, “which kind? We have a choice now.”
I said, “the one that was fruity, the zinger I think, and some ginseng would be good.” Brandy, “I also have nutmeg now, and cinnamon.”
I said, “we are getting stocked up, good, I hate to run out for some little thing I want. It’s a thirty story drop and half way across town for some things, when you can get to them that is, much nicer to have them here or delivered.”
Brandy, “we may not live in a castle, but I have furs and jewels, as well as food and a king.” I said, “that makes you a queen and Sage my prince, the goat park my stables, and our pet a wolf. This kingdom is getting spread out a bit, but it’s certainly interesting, and the royal smoke for the day is hash. I guess when people work at it, good things can get around, and stay around if we try hard enough.”
Brandy, “no one can say they try harder than you, even those with more, for they still owe you. TT is good at working the people, but you get things done. Many have meat and cargo, as well as their safety because of your deeds.”
I said, “yes my queen, the affairs of state have been heavy of late, but now we feast!” We ate as the sun went the rest of the way down, and the darkness took hold outside. The tea tasted good, and I had another while we enjoyed an after supper smoke, then we made plans to go to the movie. TT had a warehouse of DVD’s that had been saved from the fires, and some of them never sold or seen, true big budget films with special effects and speakers that could bring dust off the buildings. It was much better than watching one at home on my wall size plasma, my sound system did not use so much power. So when we were ready, I got my traveling things on, and the zip lines felt our weight. Lights were on the landing pads and wires as well, the city looked like a web of light from the air, and the way was fast and clear. To the hub of the action we went, zipping in with many others heading for the music. We put our gear in a place where it would be watched for us, and went down to the yard. One large wall had a screen on it five stories tall, and two story tall speakers they were warming up. A BBQ was going on in the back, and lights were on all around, with people dancing wherever they could. We found a second story balcony to set in above the BBQ, so the speakers would not blow us away, and eat some nuts we brought with us. A bottle was passed around, as well as the smoke, and people were having a good time. Then on the small stage in front of the screen TT stood an said over the PA, “welcome to movie night!”
The crowd cheered and he said, “we have a good one tonight that I don’t think anyone has seen before, and it’s lucky to have made it this far, from another time when such was the norm I give you tonight’s entertainment.”
Then the yard lights went down and the speakers started to rumble, a flash of light hit the building and a blast of sound sent hats off of people near the front of the yard. Everyone yelled with a great voice and cheered, the movie had begun.
Brandy said, “I’m glad we sat back here, last time up front some bottles broke.” High above us the projector was sending its image across the courtyard, and the dust that filled the air from the sound-blast and smoke mixed with the film. Some of us had movie glasses that could refract the light and make it like fireworks, and others had 3D glasses, TT was set up for that as well. This one was in 3D and things started to jump off the walls and float above in the smoke as the light worked its way through. We were all psyched, and extra 3D glasses got passes around, as well as wine. Popcorn with honey was in bowls that also made it our way, and little Sage had his hands in the air, reaching for things both from the screen and the bowl. Space ships appeared and warriors did battle before us, as cheers from the crowd echoed in the large courtyard and mixed with the big speakers that blasted the experience. Meat from the BBQ below us was passed, and we melted into a feast for mind and body. I’m not sure of the name of the movie, but it was in an apocalyptic world such as our own, and all were fighting for freedom. Each of us saw places from books or maps we had, blown up and destroyed before our eyes as the characters struggled against all odds, and wondered if some of this really happened. This would for sure make the digital download request list, for many would want to see this one again at home, yet despite its realism few guns were fired during the movie. Brandy, “TT sure picked a good one tonight, I don’t think anyone has seen this before.” I said, “and yet it seems all too familiar, like a dream I once had.”
With no power interruptions the illusion sweep us away for hours, and near three hundred of us were having the time of our lives. Then the ending came and many stayed to see the credits or request a download, others just wanted to party some more, my family headed for the pack drop area. Along the way Brandy snatched a bag of popping corn, with the smile of the maker. We passed Jacob and Stan on the way, and they were having a great time, even Laurence was there. As we got our packs Billy was saying to me that one scene in the movie looked like when TT blew up three blocks of main street, and I said the that the rest looked like how the world destroyed itself. We both agreed this was one of the best we had seen in a long time, then the girl Billy was with dragged him off and I turned to see Brandy ready to go home. So we hit the lift and were carried away into the night that brought us. Soon home we turned a few more lights on and Brandy took care of Sage. I looked my practice area over and retied a few lines I had cut, then looked at my supplies for plastic rodto replace the jumping sticks with. My shop had another level below with many things saved from over the years, and I could build most anything I needed. But now was not the time to start, I just wanted a pitcher in my head of the job to come. So after some poking around, I went down and headed for my chair again. Brandy said, “that sure was a good time, I like movie party night, the place really rocks.” I said, “ yes, he cranked up the power a bit tonight, I think he was trying to impress the newcomer.”
Brandy, “Stan sure looked as if he was having a great time.”
I said, “he has been having a great time from first he got to town, even the run for cargo was just a party to him. The man knows how to enjoy himself alright, and this city has just what he needs.”
Brandy, “two at a time by the way he’s going, and I haven’t seen the same two yet, he’s making the rounds alright. But before long one of them will fight hard enough to keep him, then he will be captured by love, and chained to its heartstrings.”
I said, “the one that tries to chain that Wildman will have to be a beast to tame one.” Brandy, “I tamed you, and I’m not as much of a beast as some here.”
I said, “I keep telling you it’s the other way around, at least that’s the way I’m telling it.” Brandy, “and you just keep telling it that way, until I unchain the beast.”
I said, “now I’m not sure if you mean me or you.”
She said, “I’ll tell you when I’m ready.”
I said, “that’s what I’m afraid off.”
Brandy, “don’t worry about me, I always keep you in good shape.”
I said, “yes, but you were me down doing it, even a massage from you can become a marathon.”
She said, “are you telling me you don’t like my massages?”
I said, “if I did I won’t get one.”
Brandy, “your training is coming along well.”
I said, “and now I sense my training will continue, so I will listen well.”
Brandy, “who said I was going to speak with my lips?”
I said, “they speak without making a sound, but my ears still hear moaning.”
She said, “that moaning comes from you.”
I said, “now you know the words I listen for.”
Brandy, “listen to the wind instead,” and she went to the roof top.
I looked over at Sage and said, “listen to the way your mother talks to me.”
But he was off to dream land, doing who knows what in his little imagination. My body had some of the same ideas, but I was sure more was to come before my dreams sat in place. Outside my window a rapping came on a pipe that ran to the street, so I gave it a few taps with a rod I had there. A message was sent back, and I sent one myself, then a moment later a tug on the line there. I pulled the trip and up came a bag, then in to me, and I took it upstairs. “Brandy,” I called, “look what just came.”
The bag was full of candy bars, all home made, but some from real chocolate that had been found. A few tins of it must have been in the cargo brought in, and there was one included. Brandy, “chocolate! You know what this stuff dose to me. Are you sure you want a sugared up beast on you?”
I said, “if she shares, I’ll take the chance.”
She said, “I’ll share with you more that candy.”
I said, “I’ll share with you what I have, then pass out.”
Brandy, “I will give you strength, my potions are powerful and soothing.”
I said, “and so are your hands and lips, let’s keep the chocolate where it belongs.” We then headed for the liven room, and I had some tea while we sucked on candy, and she gave me a massage. If I had a recorder that worked this would have been a good time to turn it on. The night took us away, and the morning found me in bed. I reached out and found the silk sheets nice, and the smell of food got me awake. This morning seemed different but pleasant, and I found clean clothes near the bed. I stood up with a stretch and looked out the large window at the morning, and rays of sun washed over my body as I yawned. My eyes half on my clothes and partly on the day started to work as I got dressed, and soon feet found themselves getting the rest of me to the table, were a cup of tea was waiting for me to say, “morning.” Brandy said, “morning it is, and nice to see you back.”
I said, “did I go somewhere?”
Brandy, “we both did, and it was some ride.”
I said, “I would say tell me about it, but you never do.”
She said, “drink your tea dear, it will help clear your mind.”
I said, “you said that last night.”
Brandy, “see, its working already, have some toast with that.”
I said, “I remember honey and peanut butter as well.”
Brandy, “it’s all coming back, now think about other things you ate.”
I said, “not on an empty stomach, I may say the wrong thing.”
She smiled and flicked a towel at me, then passed the jam as well. I spread some on the toast with peanut butter, and put honey on another, then the two together and eat it. The tea had a shot of brandy in it, and after I drained the cup she made me another. The coal heated stove was giving off plenty of heat, and the smell of cooking meat and fresh vegetables was pouring into the room. Soon we were filling our plates and emptying them again, with full guts to face the day. A few more things that I remembered from last night came to me while we we eating, and Brandy said I had made a full recovery. I wasn’t sure what the day may bring, but just hearing her say it made me feel better. A hale and a zip later Jacob was there. “good morning to you, and may that not be your only gift of the day,” he said coming down. Brandy, “I’ll take your greeting and blessing as a gift, and wish you the same. What brings that too late for breakfast body here this morning?”
Jacob, “first eating at home for a change, then seeing what the day is.”
I said, “the night is still flashing in my mind, I know not what this day will bring.” Brandy, “his memories have fully returned, now he needs a vision.”
I said, “I have had many, but knowing what they mean is still coming to me.”
Jacob, “word is TT wants you and I to transport a few small things across town to some people, I have no knowledge of cargo yet, but the day is young.”
I said, “some air under my feet and a look see at the profit is worth taking a breath for, I’ll think about my pack.”
Jacob, “no rush is my word, just things TT only trust you or I to move.”
I said, “special contract, costly, I like the needy.”
Brandy, “the two of you find more ways to start theday off with profit than anyone I know, including TT.”
I said, “that’s why she married me.”
Jacob, “I got caught the same way, we need to slow down, I’m not as young as I used to be.” Brandy, “I would say you still seem in good shape, but that’s your wife’s department.” Jacob, “she keeps me in good shape alright, that’s why I need to stay out more, lasting past breakfast was all the workout I could use for the day.”
Brandy, “that’s what he keeps saying, or at least tells everyone.”
I said, “yes well, we all work too hard, then we go out and do something else.” She said, “I’ll write that one down as his father said I work too hard.”
I said, “that’s not what I said, and probably not what I meant, so go with that one.” Then I stated to get my gear on, heaver that day by my extra rifle. Brandy put something in my pack to eat if I wanted, and Jacob said he may be back later. Then he and I were off to see what was in store for us, and the zip lines started to hum. Across the city from one rooftop to another, we flew and ran together, stopping from time to time to talk to another on our way. Word was many things were on the move today, and trade was high, TT had runners all over. We were soon next to his building, and got ready to head over. Another was coming first and greeted us before heading out again, and the roof guard said today was going to be a busy one. We zipped over with me in the lead, and greeted TT on landing. He offered us a drink, then lit his pipe, and we took a seat.
TT, “I see you don’t find that new rifle too much of a load to go with the rest you carry.” I said, “it’s well worth the weight, and sweet in the sights, but I shall remember to wear an earplug next time I hope.”
TT, “not in the set? Let me see what I have here. Oh yes, these should do,” and he handed me a set of ear plugs and shooting glasses.
I said, “these will go well together, thank you. Now when do I get my flying machine?” TT, “don’t you remember what I told you about being careful of what you ask for?” I said, “I’m afraid to, you come through too much.”
Jacob, “if the two of you are talking about sky riders, the wind has already told a bird about them.”
I said, “the wind talks too much and can’t always be trusted, but my eyes would welcome such a sight.”
TT, “then this way if you please, just follow my pipe and the smoke will guide you there.” We went to another deck higher up, and there tied down were two hang gliders with small engines on them. Clean wings and polished parts with new lines, and fuel to run them on. TT said, “some lightweight battery packs work with the small engine and it runs the pneumatic driven fan, a compressed air tank give you silent running if need be, and we have tested the parts. But you get to fly the first, and your wish is granted if you dare embrace it.” I said, “you were wise to show these to me before Brandy got wind of them, she had one when she was young. I’m not sure if she would tie me up or fly away on one, but I want the choice.” TT, “you both can have the choice, and of either one, I give them to you.”
I said, “house rules, give before asking, I hate to ask the cost of these.”
TT, “you have already done much, for today I only ask a few lightweight things transported.” Jacob, “here it comes, it’s not the weight it’s thetrip.”
TT, “if the trip was in the flyer, both day and deal would be done quickly.”
Jacob, “there it is, the twist that pulls the strings, and you can be first my friend.” I said, “no problem, just don’t tell Brandy it was me.”
So TT gave us a short list people he needed things taken to, and we divided up the cargo. Jacob took the close places he could zip to, and I the ones where I could land. Then off we went with our deliveries, with Jacob of course watching me go over the side first, wouldn’t want to miss that. The engine was running well, and the air caught me as they let go, so off into the sky I went flying without wires. Higher than some birds that were flying over the roofs, I went to my first stop as others looked at me from below. Over my place I shouted, “be back soon,” as I tipped a wing to Brandy on the roof. She jumped up and down and waved her hands, until a breast fell out of her top and she stuffed it back in. A ya was heard from another roof then, and it may had been for her. I did a circle of the goat park, waving at the guard tower, then came down within the fenced in area near the building. It had no wheels, so a running stop was my landing, and it went well. I set things down as the motor shut off, and yelled, “air delivery!” The guard in the tower yelled out, “next time radio in a weather report while you’re up there.” I said, “don’t worry, I’ll give you a heads up if I’m going to lose my breakfast.” A goat came running up and I said, “one more thought in the direction of this thing and you will become wolf dinner,” and it just ran back the way it came.
Laurence came out saying, “I got the word, but didn’t think I’d see it so soon. Welcome, I’ll run that goat back to another pen, we don’t want him to get bad ideas now that he’s well again.” I said, “we already had a talk, he thinks it’s safer over by the wolf.”
He laughed and ran after it, as I made sure the wind was not going to take this thing without me, then we went inside.
I gave him the package from TT and said, “cargo delivered, load lightened, except for wondering what he sent that required me to bring it. He has paid a great price to have my services today.” Laurence opened the package and showed me a pair of night vision scopes and goggles, then handed me a night-scope and said, “and he will pay more, this one is for you. Cargo received and payment rendered, word to TT is thanks and will look for the other.”
I said, “those words will fly, and thank you. Does it have power?”
Laurence, “I was told so, and they have the adaptors for charging, only turning them on will tell. But there’s too much light in here, it would blind you if working, let’s try the basement.” So we went down and turned the lights off, a small button said power, and we tried them out. It was green starlight, the least bit that reached into that room made it easy to see the wine on the wall, we held up fingers to each other then shut them down.
I said, “now I can even see in the dark, and fly like a bird, my wife will think I have become a super hero.”
Laurence, “she already thinks that, and so do many other, as well as me. Come, lets pick a bottle to take up with us.”
So we went up with one and both took a drink from it, then he said to take the rest for the air. So I thanked him and went to say hello to the wolf.
On the way I asked, “are the goats keeping their noses safe?”
He said, “so far, but they are too sure of themselves at times, I see them nibbling at grass by the wire.”
I said, “that’s how it starts, a nibble here and there, then the whole goat is just a smile.” Laurence, “they’re not that dumb, a nip is all it will take.”
As we walked out the wolf started barking, more happy to see us than hungry to eat. I stood next to the wire so he could smell me, and his tongue worked its way through to lick at my pants. I pulled out a chewy raisin and oat honey-bar and gave him a piece. It went down with a smacking of the lips and a stare for more, so I feed him the rest, but didn’t let him lick my fingers.
Laurence said, “he has a sweet tooth, maybe your fingers next.”
I said, “not going to give him the chance, and he better not try if he know what’s good for him. Is he getting enough rats?”
Laurence, “must be, he has started to play with them now, even letting some get away.” I said, “probably less that your traps lose, you build good fences but poor rat traps.” He said, “they are getting smarter, but the wolf is teaching those new things.” I laughed, then said my goodbyes to the both of them, and went to my wings. With the engine on and a run into the wind, I was off with a jump. By the end of the field I could turn and get above the trees, then off to my next stop. Above the high buildings and across the city I flew, to a tower at the other edge of town. Down onto the rooftop I went lightly and yelled, “air cargo!”
A nude woman came from behind a clothesline and said, “I’ll take a delivery from you any day.” I said, “only what’s in the bag Dizzy.”
She said, “that’s Daisy, and I only want what’s in your bag.”
I know what you want Dizzy, and TT’s bag is all your getting, I’m dropping my load and going.” Daisy, “a quickie is alright, but you don’t have to call it dropping your load.”
I said, “it’s no wonder TT sent me personally, no one else would be able to get away from you.” She said as walking closer, “few have tried very hard, but I let them go when I’m done, and most are not worn out too badly.”
I said, “I keep spreading the same story about me, why dose yours work better?” Daisy, “being a nudist gives you a reputation, you should try it more often.”
I said, “I do as much as I can when I’m not flying on a wire.”
She said, “but that’s when you can let it all be set free, I love zipping around here nude.” I said, “your neighbors love it too, maybe you can give one of them this.”
She looked in the bag to find the night-scope and said, “TT came through, now I can hit raiders before they even get close. Please stay and eat something, it’s hard to keep company way up here.”
I said, “when the conversation comes up with Brandy, I want to say I turned down everything you were offering, even though I understand you’re just being kind.”
Daisy, “she has a hell of a man in you, please let me know if she gets sick, I will make her a special potion.”
I said, “That’s spelt P.O.I.S.O.N.”
She said, “now now, she has hers and I have mine, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Tell Brandy you are both welcome to come by for a full body massage.”
I said, “those are costly words to send by my lips.”
Daisy, “I can pay for them with my hands.”
I said, “I know, but I’m not taking on cargo from here right now, and with that I must be flying.” As I ran toward the edge of the roof she yelled, “nice butt, keep working out!” Off the edge I went, and caught an updraft that took me gliding away. I did a tip of my wing before heading to the next building, then gave the fan a bit more power to get higher. A lot of open ground around this part of the city, much of it had been burnt down long ago, but some still had good tall buildings to live in. Still it’s hard to run with a load, so few moved about in this part of town. With the power to leap into the sky, that may change a bit. It’s not easy to be a spotter or shooter that lives in a place just for someone else’s eyes, but she had the talent for it. Her aim was as good as mine and had some nice weapons herself, that I once picket out. We spent many a day at practice before Brandy started to take care of me, but they have still been friends, and often I hear Brandy trading stories with her over a radio they have. Dizzy Daisy as we called her, was once a masseuse, and taught Brandy how to work my body. From time to time others came to her for a workout, and always paid well for her help. But TT made sure she had what was needed because of her keen eye to tell of danger from that end of town, and her willingness to drop you with a shot if needed. Yes, we had some of the most interesting people in this city, or what was left of it. And my next one would be not let down for sure, because they didn’t call him High Harry for nothing. An ex chemistry teacher that helped in getting my fuel mixture right. He had a lab that was blowing up so much he had moved it three times in four years, the other times there was not enough to bother with. Through all of it he was never hurt, just the buildings. His new place was a triangle in my route, and had a landing pad on its roof ready for me, but just landing there was tricky. It was between two tall trees four stores off the ground, and a high building behind him. A glide in without the fan, and a full pull up before smashing into the other, would be the only way. But how to get out again would be a new trick as well. I was spotted on approach and he waved to me, with great hope it was not that the place was about to explode, I went down in final descent. The wind was coming down off of the tall building like a funnel in my face, and a fire on his roof gave the same direction, but that could change in a moment. In the last twenty feet or so I pulled up and dropped down, then with help from two of his assistances was steadied as I hit, and standing before him.
He said, “you make quite an entrance, I can only hope your flight has been satisfactory.” I said, “just like flying a kite, but without the long string.”
Harry, “excellent, and the propulsion units power?”
I said, “off the grass in a hop to light wind.”
He said, “excellent, take off should not be too bad then, but I will need to launch you with the wind for about forty feet or so.”
I said, “before we start talking about launching me, is there anything you should be watching to keep it from exploding?”
Harry, “I ate a bunch of mushrooms a while ago, so I’m not sure, the lab is in the hands of these two.”
I said, “two heads are better than one, especially if it’s on shrooms. Ladies, how go the experiments?”
They said it was all under control, and nothing should blow up unless they let him near the lab in the next few hours. So I gave him the cargo.
Harry said, “this is just what I needed, what is it?”
They all looked it over carefully, and I pointed out what I knew about the night goggles. Then High Harry said let’s take them down to the grow room. So we tied down a wing and headed down, past the distilling plant and chemicals he made. Then down an elevator to a subfloor, and through a wide tunnel to a big dark room. Rows of trays of mushrooms were growing down here, and a lot of them were trip in nature, you had to watch what you were touching and lights were bag for them. We turned the goggles on, and he had a look around saying, “yes yes, I needed one of these, what are they called?”
I said, “night goggles is my name for them, and I hope they help.”
He said, “yes, now I can find more of the good ones.”
I said, “High Harry, I think you found all you need for now.”
He said, “no man, like, for you. Take a bag of each, but don’t mix them up like I do man, or you’ll be out of fuel and days away before you come down.”
I said, “thank you, but I’ll let your two assistances bag them for me, I trust their eye.” Harry, “ya man, like for sure. They’re as good at looking as they are at looking at.” So we got some bags then went back up to the roof. After looking at what he had in mind for my take off, I wondered if he was doing shrooms when building it. A ramp with a detachable sled, and a pulley system that could launch it over forty feet in the air. He wanted to send me from the roof out into clear flying by sling-chair. But his assistances had high hopes of its success, and he talked me into it. So on the drop away chair I sat, and they held my wings up with the fan running. I gave it full power, and they sent the sled into the air with us in flight, then the sled fell about thirty feet away. Slowly I leveled out and started to climb with a wind, higher to fly free again and tilt my wing goodbye. Homeward bound and high as a cloud, I sailed across the sky, looking down on the buildings below as I went. Soon my place was in sight and I circled the building yelling down to Brandy, “how do you land this thing?” She came up just as I dropped down and parked, and running up she said, “you are the craziest person I know this side of me. Will you be keeping this?”
I said, “not if you get your hands on it first, but if you do I will take yours at TT’s.” Brandy, “one for me as well, it’s been years but I would love to fly with you. When can we go get it?”
I said, “that part has nothing to do with my butt finding my chair, so we can take it up there.” Brandy, “of course, you must be tired from all that flying, go sit down while I take off, I mean tie down the flyer.”
I said, “you can watch me tie it down, then I’ll watch you go down before me.” She said, “you can trust me, I wouldn’t leave Sage alone with you and fly away.” As I tied it down I said, “that would of sounded more convincing, if you had been helping me tie it down at the time.”
Brandy, “your hands must be faster than mine right now.”
I said, “they have need to be.”
Then we headed down with the flyer secure, and my new cargo in hand.
Just ahead of me Brandy asked, “so, what interesting new thing have you brought back besides the flyer?”
As I set the pack down I said, “word from Daisy, she wants both of us to come over for full body massages, word delivered and load lighted.”
Then I took off my guns as Brandy said, “she does,well now that would certainly be interesting, especially for you.”
I said, “I told her I couldn’t take anything she was offering, at least not without you.” Then I went to my chair as Brandy said, “I’m sure she still gives away an eyeful, whether or not asked for, as well as having honey lips.”
I said, “Dizzy Daisy turns heads just by saying good morning to the sun, but I dropped load and said goodbye before she could steal me away from you.”
Brandy, “she could not take you away from me with just one massage, but you would have fun while she tried.”
I said, “the two of you are going to have a ball over me seeing her today aren’t you?” Brandy, “there’s no other man we both know so well, both in body and mind.” I said, “that’s right, and you both try to play with them, but only you get to have it all.” Brandy, “yes I am the lucky one, or is that the smart one, I forget which I tell people.” I said, “talking about forgetting things, I saw High Harry on my trip, and he gave us some mushrooms.”
Brandy, “did he pick them or you?”
I said, “his assistances bagged it.”
She said, “good, they keep it separated.”
I said, “he had been mixing them himself, but his place has not blown up recently.” Brandy, “those two women keep an eye on things, and they know what they’re doing.” I said, “that’s always been a help, and his place now has many floors with dangerous things on it, the fuel for the flyer is enough to blow it up again.”
She said, “his still was enough most of the time, but that homemade C4 takes the roof off, he’s lucky not to have gone with.”
I said, “today he launched me with a supper sled to get the flyer up, just like a shotgun.” Brandy, “remember to say no when he wants to shoot you out of a cannon.”
I said, “now that sounds fun, maybe I would fly over Daisy’s place.”
She said, “and be smiling when your head hit the ground.”
I said, “I’ve always said, if you got to go, do it with a smile on your face.”
Brandy, “yes you do, right before a night with me, over and over again.”
I said, “but you keep bringing me back to life, so I can come back for more.”
She said, “I like to see you smile.”
I said, “I got something to smile about today, other than Dizzy, a night-scope.” Brandy, “flyers, mushrooms, Dizzy and a new scope? This has been another profitable day for us.”
I said, “yes, and I’m thinking of opening a wall at the end of this floor be, to fly out of. It could be a movable wall so bad weather does not get in, and maybe I can rig a trip, for flyby trigger.” Brandy, “now you’re talking about flying into a building? I should of never told you how much fun those things can be.”
I said, “I already knew.”
She said, “that’s right, you always were a high flyer, even with your feet on the ground.” I said, “next you’ll be saying I was a swinger even when my feet were not in the air.” Brandy, “you did it that way as well, and so did I, after we got together that is.” I said, “is there something you’re trying not to tell me?”
She said, “yes, now guess what it is.”
I said, “you are going to feed me, something with mushrooms I hope.”
Brandy, “you catch on fast, I’ll make a respectable man out of you yet.”
I said, ‘I hope not, I want to stay with you.”
She took the mushrooms out of the pack and took them to the kitchen saying, “now let’s see, which is which.”
I asked for a cup of tea, then lighting my pipe looked out the window and checked the wind. A good day for flying, and the other one needed to be tested yet. We would bring it home today, and maybe I could start that new landing bay. But first things first, I needed to take care of myself with food and rest, I would need it for what the rest of the day may bring – or the night. We had a stir fry with dear meat and vegetables, with her pushing some mushrooms around saying, “you eat that one.”
The wine was tasty and the hash was mellow, we put on some music and moved together for awhile, then rested again before going out. The flyer could not hold two, so Brandy and Sage went by zip-line to TT’s. I flew there first to check out the winds and tell them we were taking the other flyer. I could see Brandy zip from one roof to another, then run across to the other side for another ride. I hung up there a bit, then brought her down on TT’s roof. Two workers were there helping out when I came in, and tied the wing down as TT said, “I see you’re back in one piece, and before Jacob. Did it fly smooth for you?”
I said, “yes, I even stopped off at my place for lunch, and Brandy is zipping in.” TT, “that’s good, I hope. She isn’t mad about any of the stops I sent you on, is she?” I said, “at last I looked, the only thing on her mind was flying, but what do I know.” TT, “well the other one is still there, but like the other never live tested. May I suggest you have the honor, just so in the saying I may fine grace in Brandy.”
I said, “how diplomatic of you.”
Brandy came zipping in, and on landing said, “is the engine still running, or did you think I would be longer?”
TT, “who needs an engine on a day with winds that bring me an angel?”
Brandy, “anyone trying to get away from Dizzy Daisy.”
TT, “it’s the trying that takes more effort than the deed, so Jacob got to deliver cargo to another.”
Brandy, “you should know, you stopped trying to get away from her long ago.” He said, “by not going to see her myself, though with these new scopes that will change.” Brandy, “yes, but at least her clothes won’t, she never wares any.”
TT, “that’s not true, I’ve seen her take off her clothes lots of times.”
Brandy, “and I’m going to tell her so.”
TT, “always nice to have you, and I told him to test your flyer before you take it.” Brandy, “planning my exit already, or moral credit to protect you from sending him to a bomb zone?”
TT, “if you want fuel for the flyers it will have to come from him, no one else can make it. But as to your soon departure, I only plan to please you until then.”
Brandy, “your gifts have pleased me TT, you get the best stuff and treat us well.” TT, “then sit and have a drink while they refuel the flyer, a charge to the air tank would help as well.”
Brandy, “thank you TT, it’s nice to be here.”
We went to a table as they got the flyers ready, and I said, “I’m planning on putting in a launching bay on one of my lower floors, with a sliding door on a trigger.”
TT, “a big job, just don’t crash trying to fly into buildings now, it’s over you should go.” Sitting down at the table he poured us some wine as Brandy said, “you have changed things around here a bit since last I was here.”
TT, “yes, needed the room for flyers coming and going, or did you think I only had two.” Brandy, “what you only have two of is none of my concern, but it looks like your planning something.”
I said, “TT is always planning something, and what part of it I will play, as well as others.” Brandy, “and am I in your plans TT?”
TT, “don’t smile at me like that in front of your husband, it may be dangerous to my health. Come back later when he is off flying somewhere and we can talk, bring Daisy and we can all get massages.”
Brandy, “did he drop off mushrooms before I got here? You can only dream of what the two of us could do to you.”
TT, “let’s not talk about my dreams in front of him either. Would you like something to eat, or shall I put my other foot in my mouth so this will end?”
Brandy, “there you go again TT, always looking for a happy ending, but you can hold your own.” TT, “help me out here Nibor, I can’t touch that one.”
I said, “you’re on your own when it comes to holding your own, I can’t help you there, but maybe if I fly away she will follow me. What will you pay me to leave?”
TT, “all the fuel you need to go far away, and for Brandy a crystal pedant with the hologram of an eagle in it, the light picks him up as he fly’s with you.”
Brandy, “oh it’s beautiful TT, I can see the eagle in it now.”
TT, “yes, but it really looks much better when flying.”
I said, “it’s a deal TT, cargo received and trade taken, I’ll go first in the untested one.” I stood up and he said, “no need to rush off, but it’s such a nice day for flying I understand. Maybe soon you will see me up there.”
Brandy stood up and said, “flying over Dizzy Daisy’s.”
We went to the pad and I got ready in the flyer, a good wind was blowing, and the fan running well. Brandy got set with the one I came in on, and I was off, with her close behind. I’m not sure which one moved better, but the ride home went well. Even with Sage she was still lighter, and caught up to me soon. Then her skills gave Sage thrills, as we danced in the sky a bit before landing on our roof. I went first to test the current, and came in nicely, then she came down. I was unhooked and wing down by her landing, and she pulled up at the last few seconds to drop lightly like some great bird. Then handing Sage to me got unhooked and tied the flyers. We checked them over for ware, then went downstairs to drop load. On the way Brandy said, “when your son saw we were landing he shit his pants.” I said, “I may have as well, I need to check.”
Brandy, “at least he still has a diaper on.”
I said, “yes I forgot mine, how about you?”
Brandy, “I even forgot my underwear.”
I said, “and the neighbors have new scopes, tell Dizzy there will be competition for attention.” Brandy, “anyone with that sharp of eyes is welcome to a glance, but you get more.” I said, “sometimes these tired eyes need it, but I have seen and heard more than I need to for one day.”
Brandy, “then drop load and close those ears and eyes, let your body speak to you, and my hands listen.”
Taking my load off and setting down I said, “those hands do more than listen, but I’ll close my eyes for a moment and hope my body don’t start screaming for help.”
Brandy, “if it does I’ll be here.”
I said, “I know, that’s what it’s worried about.”
Brandy, “take comfort that your son needs my hands on him more than you right now, or I would show you something to worry about,” and she took him to change.
I laughed and shook my head, then ate some nuts that were by my chair. On the table next to them I looked through the CD’s and found “Free bird”, then put it in, and pulled out the bottle Laurence gave me today. Taking a drink I looked out the window at the afternoon sky, and saw a flash of light coming from the our edge of town. It was from a long ways off, and I had never seen anything make that large of a reflection over there before. Maybe someone was moving a mirror or something, I keep watching but it did not flash again while I was. Then Brandy came out dancing with Sage in her arms, and I watched as the music played.
Brandy said, “I always loved that song, sometimes I would play it when I was flying.” I said, “I’ll have a system and speakers hooked up for your flyer, and a PA so you can call out for TT to stop watching Daisy.”
She said, “the eye in the sky, with a voice too, I would be shot at.”
I said, “it will not hold a lot of extra weight, but a bag of bombs may discourage that.” Brandy, “like I’m going to fly around with a bag of bombs, next it will be your machinegun.” I said, “that would work as well.”
She said, “death from above, oh my, people would sure be glad to see me. You may be able to get away with it, but I’m not joining the air force.”
I said, “good for you, I need someone here I can trust as my medic, you know how to keep me in shape.”
Brandy, “yes, and it keeps me in shape just doing it, so don’t start trying to land in trees.” Then she feed me some mushrooms, and the rest of the afternoon was a dream. But somewhere in it work got done on cleaning up the end of this floor, where I would put the flyers when not on the roof. Even the lift plate was in place on the removable roof, but some of the equipment was not working yet. I remember this part of the building had these things from long ago, but I had sealed this all this up to save on heat. That part was under the end of my practice area, and not used much, the building had a big roof. I think at one time they had an heliport with this drop lift to bring them in, like on a aircraft carrier of the sea, but this one had not been used in six years. When you have a thirty story building to yourself, parts get neglected, hundreds of rooms were left for years if a window was not broke. I knew what I had, just most of it was useless anymore. You would not believe how much damage a few thousand rats can do in a handful of years, why they chose to gnaw on wires I may never know, and much plaster had falling down from some water damage here. But it looked as if I got most of that swept up, and the floor was good. The wall at this end had been glass that shattered long ago, and panels of wood and metal plates replaced it. Isaw a number of brackets and hinges I did not remember setting out, and a hydraulic pump that looked like I was working on it. Wires hung from things all around, but I had working lights here, and power equipment. Looking around and thinking how unsafe it may be for me to be down here still seeing rainbows everywhere, I went back to the used parts of this floor. There was once a elevator that moved cars up here, but I parked the corvette in it before I was out of gas, that was back when I first took over this building. Never found a big enough generator to run it again and I’m sure all the lines are in bad shape, but made a place to push things into like a closet. When you are part of the 10% that took over the world, you find you have a lot of stuff, and most of it don’t work. I saw my bicycle and got on it, then started down the hallway. The walls were giving me a brushing on the way, but I did not fall down. The flashing light at the end of the hall meant something to me, and the waves of color pulled me toward it, with a wash of movement from side to side. Then my tire bumped the door, and my eyes were caught by the strobe light. After turning it off I walked through the door, into the back end of our apartments. I went to our bathroom and washed my face, then took a piss trying not to miss. Looking in the mirror I could see my eyes were still all fucked up, and my reflection tried to kiss me. I backed up and worked my way to the liven room, to find Brandy asleep on the sofa. So I got a bong maker out of a desk draw and put it on a bottle of wine, then stuffing it with hash lit up, and blew some her way. My eyes began to focus better, but smoke birds were flying above Brandy and singing something sweet. I was not going out soon. The wine made the smoke sweet and cool, easy to hold, and when let out turned to shapes seen in clouds.
Soon it woke Brandy and she said, “you found your way, I knew that flashing light would lead you back.”
I said, “who says I’m back?”
She said, “the body is here, the rest will come soon.”
I said, “it may not like what it see’s and go away again.”
Brandy, “looks as if it already found a way, you made a hash bong.”
I said, “it was already made, I just put it on the bottle and filled the pipe, the smoke lit its self.” She said, “well blow it out the widow, your son don’t need it, his mind is already flying in dreamland.”
I said, “I was there a short while ago, rode a bike back to get here, that light drew me.” Brandy, “I thought it would, you wanted some time to figure something out, so I made sure the power tools were unplugged and left the light to guide you back.”
I said, “it looks like some cleaning was done, I remember that and some parts that laid out.” She said, “I think with a new seal it may work, after all the wiring is checked, you don’t want to blow another battery trying it again until then.”
I said, “I don’t remember, only the waves of light in the hallway to here.”
Brandy, “we were cleaning things up, sometimes in the nude, then you tested a switch. There was a flash of light and a battery blew, then you said something about sitting down and thinking about things.”
I said, “how long ago was this?”
Brandy, “by the looks of the sun hours, you were in deep meditation. Did you find my underwear?”
I said, “I didn’t even find mine, but I found the corvette, maybe they are in there.” She said, “I do remember some cleaning done in it,maybe they are.”
I said, “fill me in on who was cleaning what later, I wouldn’t remember it now anyway. What would you like me to cook for you, I’m hungry for some reason.”
Brandy, “it has been hours, you meditate well. Whatever you want to make is fine with me, I have been saying that for years.”
I said, “it’s the choosing that makes it so hard, on one hand I want to make brownies, and on the other a pizza.”
Brandy, “and on the other you want to give me a hit on that thing, then get me to make both for you.”
I said, “you don’t have to beg, help yourself.”
She said, “I knew you would say that,” and took a puff.
I said, “I’ll make the brownies, should they be hash or green bud?”
Brandy, “half and half should do it, maybe keep them separated, like I did the mushrooms.” I said, “mushroom brownies, no wait, would that taste off?”
She said, “you just sit there and think about it for awhile, I’ll get some things started.” So I hit the bong one more time, and set it down by the window I blew the smoke out of. A nice sunset was happening, and the colors were still psychedelic, but quickly wearing off like the last rays of the sun. Some far off clouds gave the promise of rain, if the wind didn’t change, and a flash came from nearby windows. The whole scene was like another trip, but this was reality, and the squirrel came to visit. There at my window, as if drawn by my smoke or made out of it, he stood looking at me.
I said, “house rules, give before asking,” and he dropped a sunflower seed.
I picked it up and said, “that’s a nice one, here, have some wine,” and tipped my glass toward him. He put his head in, and his little tongue was licking it up, when Brandy said, “don’t get that squirrel drunk, he can’t fly like you.”
I pulled the glass back and said, “he knows how to handle it, and brought a sunflower seed for your garden, maybe you can get it to grow.”
Brandy, “so now he has us planting for him, what will he bring next?”
Then it was off again, and went around to the window near the kitchen. Brandy gave it a roasted peanut, and it ate it on the spot.
I said, “we plant, harvest and even roast the thing for him, then take it out of the shell to boot.” Brandy, “yes, our training is almost complete.”
I said, “if he thinks I’m planting the walnuts for him he can forget it, I ate them.” The squirrel then licked its fingers and ran away.
Brandy, “I guess you told him.”
I laughed and said, “one of these days that squirrel is going to get tired of life thirty stories up and head for the ground for good.”
She said, “he always come back, and travel more than you.”
I said, “yes well, good real state is hard to find, this city is falling apart. We both have made an investment in this place, and as long as he pays the rent he can stay.”
Brandy, “he will be glad you feel that way, do you want peppers on your pizza?” I said, “yes, go for broke, use everything we got. Let’s make one of those deep dish, a meal in ever slice.”
She said, “you’re lucky I made bread dough today, I had a feeling this is what you would want, even the sauce is made up.”
I said, “it’s nice when our visions come together in loops of time, use lots of mushrooms and cheese.”
Brandy, “you have had enough mushrooms, but I’ll put some on half.”
I listened to the street drums, and they were talking about a vehicle near the edge of town. It was not there before or moving now, and looked in good shape. Spotters were keeping an eye on it, and Brandy said she had heard some drums about it earlier. I thought to myself that this must be what the flash I saw was. Well it was going nowhere without a spotter on it, and word will reach me if needed, so I helped in making the brownies. Then we licked the bowl while we waited for the pie. The sweet taste of chocolate made my mouth water, and we sipped the wine while listening to some music. The shadows grew heavy outside, and darkness was grabbing hold, as someone in a nearby building set off some homemade fireworks. A short pop, and a sparkle, was as much as he could make. Soon we were digging into that deep dish pizza, with brownies backing for dessert.
I said, “this is like the best meal, there are so many ways to make it -- a year could go by without having the same twice.”
Brandy, “and that’s just in what you bring home, what I can’t grow I can trade for, and you know I can mix a mean sauce.”
I said, “yes, the winter gardens made some nice tomatoes this year, and now we have some more herbs.”
She said, “and it’s nice to have a steady supply of cheese and milk, I just can’t make one without it.”
I said, “the days of just taking one out of the freezer are gone, and I like it better this way, the time we put into our food gets us more out of it.”
Brandy, “even though it’s hard to wait sometimes, just the smell of this makes me wet, I mean my mouth.”
I said, “I know what you meant, and what you said was a Freudian slip, it’s not always you playing with me.”
She said, “I’m going to tell Daisy what you said, and that you like the way I cook too much.” I said, “don’t forget to make some things up, for when I was on your mushrooms.” Brandy, “are you kidding? I will need to leave a lot out, at least until I find my underwear.” I said, “I was thinking maybe I could use some of our fuel to get my vet running again, it would be something to see it on the street.”
Brandy, “get it down there first, I don’t want you driving it off a thirty story building.” I said, “the fuel probably wouldn’t work in it anyway, it’s not diesel.”
We eat half of the big pie before the brownies were ready, then had one of them each. Afterwards Brandy said there should be enough hot water to take a shower, so we did, together of course to save on water. And thought the amount of time we took did not save any water, we were still hot when done. After drying each other off and a little towel play, we were soon dressed and back in the liven room.
Brandy said, “when I talk to Daisy I will have to leave out some of the shower details.” I said, “sure, leave out the stuff I can remember. While you’re at it let her know we made brownies, and say I will drop some off for her.”
Brandy, “you, her, brownies and a flyer? I don’t think so.”
I said, “I would not even have to land, just a flyover with air delivery.”
She said, ‘I can fly over, and you can keep your air delivery eyes at home.”
I said, “okay, then I’ll watch from here with my new night scope, it’s dark enough to use it now.”
Brandy, “let’s go on the roof and try it.”
So we took Sage up and looked around with my scope. Different parts of the city had more light than others, which made it difficult to focus, but we could still make out people. Brandy, “there she is, but you can’t make out the details, what a shame.”
I looked, and she was right, Dizzy Daisy was on her roof dancing nude. I could tell it was her but not much else, as the light was poor there, but she was having a good time.
I said, “you’re right, but her hair dose look much longer down like that.”
Brandy, “yes, and she has been getting lots of sun now that it’s warmer, at least that’s what everyone is saying.”
I said, “I know, I started that one.”
She hit me in the arm and said not to wear my battery down, then went to look over the garden. I set my eye on the area of the new vehicle near town, and could just make it out, but there was no movement. Deciding to save the battery, I went over to the part of the large roof were the heliport pad was. Taking a good look at where the seam was for lowering it, I could see why there was some leaks. The plastic sheets and Astroturf I put down last winter were slid off a bit, and some water had pooled. But the concrete floor below would not be harmed, and had a slant to it for drainage. So I pulled it all up, then set the Astroturf to one side, and folded the plastic. The edges still looked good, and I could see the floor lift below. If I only let the locking breaks off, and drop the hydraulic presser, the 40-foot-wide pad would go down to the next floor. That would give me split level landing if I open the other wall, but getting it back up again would take a bit more to accomplish. It’s not like I can hire a contractor to do the job for me. Even a handful of gems and all the gold you can carry would not get a helping hand these days, those things were no longer trade. It was food, or needful things to get by. So trade was barter of what you knew or had, could or would do, got or could get. And I was holding on to all I could to keep what favors I had coming, but maybe just one that did not look so big could help. If all I needed was a new seal or a pump, the rest I could take care of. I went back to the garden part of the roof and checked the netting over things, I didn’t trust the birds or my friendly squirrel.
Brandy said, “I see you moved that cover, does that mean you’re planning to lower the platform soon?”
I said, “getting it down will be no problem, but back up again to seal it off may be, unless I fix that pump.”
She said, “High Harry is good with that kind of thing.”
I said, “yes but each trip to him adds points to my life insurance.”
Brandy, “90% of the world is dead dear, there is no one dumb enough left to ensues you, but maybe he can help.”
I said, “I’m willing to take the chance, but if I get blown up, remember it was not without expecting it.”
She said, “High Harry will blow you up or blow your mind, it’s always an adventure with him, and yet he gets so much done.”
I said, “it helps if you don’t sleep for days on end, he trips out, and by the end of the week something new is there. Most of the time he is still wondering what it is, or if it will blow up.” Brandy, “yes genius can be strange sometimes, and so can you, just calling someone a genius makes them sound a bit strange.”
I said, “the two of us is about as strange as I need on a regular basis.”
We went back down and had another brownie and tea with it, while listen to some music, then dove back into the rest of the pizza.
I said, “you sure do know how to make it juicy.”
She said, “that’s my line dear, but thank you.”
I said, “don’t make me get out my note pad and start taking it all down again.” Brandy, “why not just tape me? There’s enough to run the digital recorders, maybe the video as well.”
I said, “that’s what I’m afraid of, I’m sure Dizzy would love to get a hold of a vid with me in it, especial with you demonstrating how to put lotion on.”
Brandy, “now there’s an idea, you wire the camera and I’ll get the lotion.”
I said, “I’m in no shape to deal with either right now, I just need my rest.”
She said, “you were the one that had the idea of making a recording.”
I said, “a voice recording of some things you say, not a porno with me in it. But write down some stage directions, so Daisy can review the play.”
Brandy, “I will for sure tell that one to her.”
I said, “I hope she is writing it all down, Sage will need lots to read when he’s old enough.” She said, “and who decides when he’s old enough?”
I said, “he does, they always do.”
We kicked back and enjoyed the music for awhile, as I dosed off. When I woke up I could hear the zip-lines of the midnight cub, to be a member you just needed to believe that a meal or a drink at midnight celebrated both the day that passed as well as the one to come, and making it half way through the night too. It was started by the night watch guards, that needed a break to eat, and grew to those that zipped around at midnight with a drink. Many were regulars while others just joined in when they were up, taking food or drink to the night guards. There was no one meeting place, just the time and a declaration the midnight club was in session. Meetings never lasted more than ten minutes and getting ready for one was not until a few before twelve, “midnight club in session” was the call to guards getting a break, or someone stopping on their way and offering a drink. It was good to have people keeping an eye out for us, so we tried to take care of them. When your very life may depend on a spotter alerting someone to a raid, you want that person to feel appreciated, and willing to do the job. It had been a long time since trouble came, but having lookouts let the rest of us sleep better. It’s not easy spotting a signal person making a raid on someone, but the welfare of the community depended on us keeping what we had. When a goat is lost or a garden robbed, the city has less to look forward to, and it’s harder to recover. And that’s just from outsiders, our own did what they could to get by as well. So you needed to lock up what you could and guard the rest, then trade with friends that did their best. There was always an eye on my place, even when you could not see them, most were my friend or feared for their life to try robbing me. When both Brandy and I are out together it is understood that I owe someone for watching my place, and it is also understood that the job better be done. IfI get hit some will see it, or already be dead and awaiting me to revenge them, for I will track you down. Like TT I had to make a few examples over the years, and the traps in parts of my building could be deadly. The same could be said of many living in these hard times, and zipping in on someone that has their flag down could set one off. Climbing another man’s building could do the same, so some you just didn’t swing from, and going inside anyplace was a moment by moment thing. People knew how much firepower I had, and what my sword could do as well, so being tracked down for trespassing was no game. And with my new rifle plus scope you would need to be more than half the town away before I got a shot off, and keep running! There was a reason they hired me to move valuable cargo and deal with dangerous situations, I was good at it and a true survivor. All of us had to be, but some were known to be the best. In the past five years since the plague and downfall of society, I had been in many wars on my own streets, with countless bodies to keep my nightmares company. Some hid with the rats, and others destroyed all they could, while many died defending what they had. Through all of it I made my way, and now was known for what I had and could do. How long my luck would hold out, only time itself could tell.
Brandy woke up and said, “the midnight club is in session, the zip lines are singing thanks for yesterday and tomorrow.”
I said, “as well as making it halfway through the night.”
She said, “that’s right, and some of us should be more grateful than others. What shall we send?”
I said, ”we ate all the pizza so let’s send brownies.”
Brandy sat up and said, “you ate some, do you feel like taking over on guard duty?” I said, “you’re right, better make it tea, maybe made with some mushrooms.” She stood up and said, “tripped out roof guards keeping watching over us is not a comforting thought. Some cheese to go with the tea is as far as I’ll let you take it.”
I said, “many a guard has herd those words before.”
She smiled and went to the kitchen to make a bag to send. A thermos of tea with honey and some cookies she made when I was asleep, plus a hunk of cheese and some bread as well as nuts, were all wrapped up in a bag to go out. Then she put it on the line by her window and yelled, “midnight club is in session,” and sent it out.
I said, “I’ll take a tea while you’re there as well, and some of those cookies.”
Brand, “I would of thought more brownies.”
I said, “I’m good in that department right now, I just woke up.”
She said, “were is that wake and bake man I went to bed with?”
I said, “I don’t know, but when he comes back I’m going to kick his ass.”
Brandy, “I know, you do it every time, then say what was I smoking.”
I said, “no, it’s what did you feed me, the smoke I can handle.”
She said, “you made the brownies.”
I said, “I think I put too much hash in them, but the mushrooms were definitely a vision quest.” Brandy, “you came back from that one well enough. Did you interpret any more of your visions?”
I said, “I interpreted that my vision of getting some rest came as true as my backache, this chair is great but not for long term sleep.”
She said, “I could of took you to bed, but you seemed a bit afraid of that concept right then.” I said, “oh my yes, I remember, it was after the shower. I really needed the rest. Did you ever find that underwear?”
Brandy brought the tea and cookies saying, “yes, they were in the vet, you used them to clean the rearview mirror.”
I said, “the cotton ones do a much better job than the silk ones.”
She said, “you keep your hands off my underwear for now on, it’s hard to find the good stuff and they’re not making it anymore.”
I said, “they’re not making a lot of things anymore, so enjoy what we got when we got it. Let me know and I will take you shopping, the bear is no longer at the mall.”
Brandy, “I don’t like the snakes in that place, but if you check it out first we could pick up a few things. More diapers is high on my list, and a diamond necklace for the eagle pendant TT gave me would be nice.”
I said, “okay, but two hundred million is my limit, I’m not breaking into a vault for you.” She said, “oh I’m sure I can find something in that range, yellow would be nice.” I said, “I haven’t seen a canary yellow diamond necklace this side of the museum, but I’ll keep my eye out.”
Brandy, “I haven’t shopped there in a long time either, what good are shiny stones that are so plentiful the squirrels won’t even trade a nut for them?”
I said, “I have one that’s good for cutting glass, but never carry more, a light load travels faster.” I sipped my tea after taking a bit of the cookies, then said, “these are good. What did you put in them?”
She said, “cinnamon, sliced nuts and raisins, plus honey. They are still a bit chewy right now, but should firm up by tomorrow.”
I said, “it already is tomorrow.”
Brandy, “I would try to be cleaver by saying, then the yesterday from the day after tomorrow, but we know they will not last that long.”
I said, “this one barely made it to today.”
She said, “I’m surprised you didn’t wake up when I made them, and I had a talk with Daisy about some of the things you said.”
I said, “what did she say?”
Brandy, “she said you were working too hard, or I was working on you too hard, one or the other.”
I said, “both are about right. Did you tell her about the brownies?”
She said, “they must of slipped my mind.”
I said, “whenever I’m talking about Daisy and say something like, they slipped my mind, you tend not to believe me.”
Brandy, “yes, but we are not talking about brownies anymore, are we?”
I said, “the way she has been tanning up we may well be.”
She said, “then I will need to get some more sun myself.”
I said, “I don’t mind you getting lots of sun, I know the neighbors are all for it, some say I should be getting more myself.”
Brandy, “they say your ass needs a good tanning, not you need more sun.”
I said, “yes, that’s the part, but the men think it’s fine.”
She said, “it is, that’s why it needs a good tanning to keep it in shape.”
I said, “we are no longer talking about the sun, are we?”
Brandy, “no, we are talking about a moon and how bright it can be made to shine.” I said, “and I suppose you have a special lotion for that as well.”
She said, “as a matter of fact I do.”
I said, “is this part of the movie you and Dizzy want me to make?”
Brandy, “me spanking you on tape would sell rather well, so stop calling her Dizzy.” I said, “you’re the one that makes me dizzy, both with your words and what you can do with your hands, and I’m not talking about your cooking.”
She said, “too bad the recorder in the vet was not working, you said I was cooking then.” I said, “I will be writing this all down for Sage to read one day.”
Brandy, “well there’s no longer any minimum age for X rated material, so use your best judgment, but just being suggestive has worked for me.”
I said, “yes, and your suggestions are just what I’m going to write about.”
She said, “then you better start taking notes, because I got some suggestions for you, and you may want to use some lotion with that.”
I said, “I left my note pad in the bedroom on the stand.”
Brandy, “how convenient.”
I said, “it’s late and I’m going to bed now.”
She said, “now you’re on the right track.”
I said, “I should of said back to sleep, but this time where I can stretch out.”
Brandy, “yes, there are parts of you that need stretching out.”
I said, “and I’m sure you have a lotion for that as well, but I need my rest.”
She said, “don’t worry, I know how to relax you too.”
I said, “I’m already so relaxed I need to get to my bed, and that’s where I’m going before anything more happens.”
I got up and headed for the bedroom with her saying, “that’s right dear, put that in your notes that your bed is where it happens.”
With care my steps were steady, I walked to my room and sat down on the bed, then made some notes about the day and slipped under the covers. Before I was asleep again Brandy slipped in with me, and soon I was off to dreamland again. The rest of the night passed without being disturbed, and morning found me rested.
Like an alarm clock, a ray of sun hit the mirror, reflected by another outside. It was the first beam of light for the city, and in my face to say hello. My eyes flickered without opening, as they could feel the heat of the light outside, then slowly winked a bit. I put my hand over my eyes then opened them up to see daylight was coming. I took a deep breath and glance over to see Brandy still sleeping, then turned my head toward the window. Just enough light was coming trough to see the glass and the rest of the room a bit, so I slipped out of bed and put on my robe, then went to the bathroom. I had a thirty story building, but this was the only working flush toilet in the place. I splashed my face with some water, then dried it off with a towel while I had a proper sit down. As I was doing that, it came to me to take Brandy shopping today, I know diapers were on the list. After a flush and washing my own ass, I used another towel to dry that, then looked in the cabinet for a pain pill. We had all the good stuff from a pharmacy that was not to badly raided before us, and I knew just the right one for the job. But it was no more doctor please some more of these, and outside the door take four more, because it’s a drag getting old. We only had what we had, and that would have to do for the rest of our lives, or until we found more. So popping one down, and a drink of water later, decided to give it a chance to work before taking any more. Then off to the kitchen I went to see if the fire was still warm. Just a stir and a handful of dry wood shavings got it going, then a few sticks and some coal set it right. A log put in before Brandy went to bed had even keep the water hot, so I made tea. Then with cookies in hand the seat got my attention, and I had a smoke while looking out the window. Over the tops of the buildings the sun was trying to climb, reaching out with its grip on the day, and a warm glow filled the air. Birds were taking to the air, and trying to be first at the worm that would soon feel the sun and duck back down. No clouds were in sight, and the morning breeze was light, as well as having the scent of someone cooking meat. I thought to myself, “an omelet is what I need about now, with mushrooms and cheese.”
So I picked up my tea and went back into the kitchen. There I chopped up some green peppers and onions, and fried them up, then stirred in some mushrooms and eggs. When it was about ready I put the cheese in and made toast.
Brandy woke up and came in saying, “smells good, I’ll have a cup of tea with that.” I said, “the water is hot, help yourself, I made toast as well.”
I sat down and gave her room in the kitchen, then started eating.
Brandy, “which mushrooms did you use to make these omelets?”
I said, “I don’t remember, I had not even had my tea yet when I put them in, you will just have to take your chances.”
She said, “it’s not me that I’m worry about, it’s your son, he is still nursing and does not need to trip on my milk.”
I said, “I’m sure I used the right ones, check the bags to see which is lighter if you like.” Brandy, “I can tell just by looking at them, but in eggs it can be hard, good thing Sage has already had his breakfast.”
I said, “he is always getting to it before me.”
She said, “he’s usually up before you as well, or at least I am, today you got a jumpstart.” I said, “a good night’s sleep and the first ray of the sun will do that.”
Brandy, “yes, your sunrise alarm, that has woke me up more times than you.” I said, “that’s only when your breast are in my face.”
She said, “you’re lucky it’s not something else.”
I said, “often it is.”
Brandy, “well good morning to you as well, you know you love it,” and she brought her plate to the table.
I said, “loving it is what tires me out in the first place, and good morning to you too.” She laughed and buttered her toast while saying, “now don’t spread it too thick, or people will not believe you.”
I said, “people would not believe the truth, and neither do I.”
Brandy, “well then it’s a good thing reality is a place you get away from, time and again.” I said, “the whole world has been working overtime on getting away from reality for years, I’m just trying to find it from time to time. Remember, staying sane in a insane world makes you abnormal.”
Brandy, “abnormal is a good word for us, it would be crazy to try fitting in, especially when it’s an apocalyptic world.”
I said, “I don’t know, we seem to have fit in quite well, just being one of five hundred or so that are still alive in this big city is saying a lot about how well we get by. The past five years have been a war with mankind and mother nature herself, only those that were able to bend with the wind stood the test, so reality keeps changing. And now we try to give back when we can, but enjoying the moment still has to hold plans.”
Brandy, “so what plans have you made for this morning, or will that reality need to take care of itself?”
I said, “shopping as promised of course, and I think dropping off the dear hide to Dan the tanner, he should have most of the work on the bear hide out of the way now.” Brandy, “that bear hide will come in handy when the weather turns cold, until then it could be useful on the liven room floor. And don’t worry about the budget, I’ll keep it under twohundred million shopping today, we don’t want to do anything to damage the economy or carry a heavy load.”
I said, “that’s all I worry about, the load, it’s not like we are paying for anything except the world we left behind.”
Brandy, “it’s too early to get down about the feel good flu, we’re just lucky not to of gotten it, and made it this far.”
I said, “yes we are very lucky, and it’s strange to be said when you’re totally screwed at the same time. Like that old saying, “life is like a penis, when it’s soft you just can’t beat it, and when it’s hard you get screwed.”
Brandy, “I remember that one, it’s so true.”
We ate our food and she told me how good the omelet was, then we got ready to go out. By keeping the weight brought back down we were able to take the flyers, and were on our way. Part of the mall still had a roof that was safe to land on, and we went down to shop. I took the lead and looked out for snakes, as Brandy got a package of diapers off the shelf that had not been eaten by rats. Then we looked through the underwear, and got some more for each of us. I grabbed some things from the electronic store while Brandy picked up a new pan on our way, and Sage got his hands on a squeaking toy duck. We didn’t see anything we wanted at the jewelry store, so we flew to the museum and landed in a field nearby. Brandy was also packing a side arm this trip, and held one hand on it as we walked to the doors. Just inside was a statue of three boys playing together, a hacky sack on one knee, it was all out of silver and well tarnished. To the right was a large Egyptian urn, it had got water in it and a bush was growing. The floor showed our foot prints as we walked and cobwebs were everywhere. I keep my eye out for snakes, as well as Brandy. We walked around the first floor to the Egyptian exhibit, and there on a manikin of some queen was a yellow diamond necklace. We took that for Brandy’s pendant and looked around a bit more. Then I saw a pipe collection used by kings, and chose a few to take with me. I could always use another disposable pipe, after all, they get dirty fast. We were once called a throwaway society, and now that 90% of the world was thrown away as well, the things I tossed now were of the finest quality. The squeaking duck echoed in the empty halls as we walked by nails that no longer held paintings, and suits of armor from Japan. I picked up a gold coin and left it in the contribution box on the way out, then we were back in the air again. It was an easy take off, and I wasglad not to see any wild dogs, there were some in the area not accounted for.
As we got airborne Brandy said, “I like shopping there, we come home with the best cargo.” On the way I dropped of the dear hide, and we landed on the top of a roof. After a tie down of our wings, we went down to the Dan’s tanning floor.
As we walked up to him I said, “cargo and word,” then set the bag down.
Dan said, “cargo accepted, load lightened, lighten it more with the word if it be not the bird.” I said, “the bird fly’s in the wind, and so did we, our wings are on the roof.”
Dan, “even more of a reason to drop load, I take it this is the dear hide?”
I said, “yes, just salted, I’ll have it hair on.”
He said, “same as the bear, it will be ready soon, this high pressure equipment High Harry made works great. But it’s the chemicals you need to get right in the first place, and I have been lucky to get what’s needed, if it’s not done right rot can set in before you notice it.” I said, “you do good work, even the rats don’t want to eat it when you’re done with it.” Dan, “they sure stay away from this place, and so do most. How are you today Brandy?” Brandy, “I’m well thank you, we have just been shopping, no dogs at the mall or museum.” He said, “that’s good to hear. Did you fine what you needed?”
Brandy, “yes, just diapers for Sage and underwear for me, I keep losing mine. I also got this new necklace for the pendant TT gave me.”
Dan, “that’s a nice one, I like the color. And with those silver bracelets you look like a warrior princess from a super hero movie, all that’s needed is a leather skirt.”
Brandy, “I have one of those, and a nice sword as well.”
Dan, “that’s a nice 9mm on your side.”
She said, “thank you, my husband has two just like it.”
Dan, “as well as many others, I can see. I travel light myself, just this 357magnum, but don’t shoot much anymore.”
I said, “ammo can be hard to come by at times, I hope not to run out of it for my new rifle.” Dan, “is that the one that brought down the dear?”
I said, “yes, from the roof of a building near the creek.”
Dan, “I was told it was a good shot, must be a nice scope as well.”
I said, “yes, I can see half way across town with that one, and now I have a night-scope as well.” Dan, “then don’t be checking up on me through that thing without taking it off the rifle first, the last thing I need is another hole around here, especially in me.”
I said, “like I said, ammo is not always easy to come by, so I make every shot count.” Dan, “another reason no one messes with you, which makes it safer to send a thing with you, and bring good trade. The meat from the bear traded well and gives you good credit, but the way you bring in food that’s never what you need, the hides I do free for you.” I said, “thank you, this is how we work together to meet each other’s needs. Did you do the bear head for TT?”
Dan, “just the hide, another did the rest, and I hear TT made a cast of the real teeth before you got them and caved a set from clay. Sometimes his talents amaze me, I hear they look like the real thing.”
I said, “Brandy and I were having a talk about reality just this morning, one of us may have decided it was best not to visit it too often.”
Dan, “I hear you, and with these fumes I don’t muchanymore. But you do what you know, and help when you can, because just getting by is not enough anymore.”
Brandy, “that’s right, sometimes you need to enjoy the finer things life has to offer, as well as trading fair. But you don’t seem too far gone, High Harry has you beat by a mile, and that’s strait up. Your fumes are nothing compared to what he makes, and his mushrooms will get you there even quicker.”
Dan, “and still he made the fuel for the flyers, and keeps those two beautiful assistances of his. I’m never quite sure where his head is from time to time, but I often want to be in his shoes.” I said, “he was not wearing any when last I saw him, but he did have a smile on his face, then launched me into the air with a power sled.”
Dan, “he sure comes up with some interesting things, but sometimes they get away from him. I heard he rigged a solar powered vehicle the other day, and it took off, last seen at the edge of town.”
I said, “so that’s where that came from, I saw that in my scope, others have been watching it as well.”
Dan, “yes, he needs to get it back before the sun goes down again, or put a battery in it.” I said, “but then it would just keep going, and so must we. It’s been nice to see you again, and I’ll check with you later.”
Dan, “leaving so soon? I know, it’s the fumes, they drive everyone out, sometimes even me.” I said, “that’s why I don’t do it myself, I don’t like keeping harsh chemicals around the home, unless they come from mother nature.”
Dan, “then safe journey, and thanks for the cargo and word.”
We then went up to the flyers and took off, a strait flight home, didn’t even need the engines because the compressed air tanks were full. They ran the fans to give us enough lift to reach the wind, then we just glided across the sky to land on our roof. We tied them down, then went to our apartment to unload our cargo. Brandy put the diapers and underwear away, and set my new pipes on my stand, then looked through some of the other things I got. There were a set of megaphones and hand held CD player, as well as MP3 &4 players, if the original batteries were good they could be recharged. I could of picked up a new watch while I was there, but I was trying to make a statement by not wearing one, and a lot of people were joining me. I looked over my new pipes and chose one, then stuffed it with the good hash, thinking the king would of wanted it that way. Then I fired that gem encrusted gold pipe up, and sat back in my leather chair evaluating how smooth it was. It had a catch for a chain, and I found a nice one for, then hung the pipe from my neck while toking on it. I thought that this king sure knew what he was doing to have a chain for this, you don’t want to get stoned and lose something like a gem encrusted gold pipe, now do you? Of course he lost it long ago, and so did many others, now it was mine.
Brandy came back in and said, “how does that new pipe smoke?”
I said, “as cool as gold, which by the way gets hot fast, but this one has a sea-foam lining and the gems keep your fingers cool.”
She said, “that is a cool dragon pipe?”
I said, “yes, its tail is the tip, and mouth the fire. I even like the cap flip to keep it dry in wet weather, he must of commissioned the best artist in the land to make this.”
Brandy, “well then maybe you’ll clean it instead of just throwing it away, like so many others.” I said, “yes, I think I’ll hold on to this one forawhile.”
She pulled out the new pan brought home and said, “time to put this one to work, what would you like?”
I said, “how about a fish sandwich?”
Brandy, “that sounds good, I’ll have one as well,” and she went up to get the fish. I said, “would you like me to catch them blindfolded?”
She said, “that’s okay, I rather choose them myself, I’ll hand fish.”
I said, “well then at least they will stand a good chance.”
Brandy, “that’s right dear, I’m leaving the fast one’s for you.”
I said, “thank you, they will also be the biggest because they were the fastest to the food.” She said, “the fastest one to come to a worm in my hand will be the first caught,” and up she went with a bucket.
I put a CD in of “baby baby don’t get hooked on me,” and turned it up! By the end of it she was back with the fish.
I said, “that was quick, are your hands wet or did you use a net?”
Brandy came over with the fish and held one in my face with her wet hand and said, “ask the fish.”
I said, “see what you get for being first and greedy,” and blew some smoke in his face. It moved its silent lips and thrashed its tail, then she put it back in the bucket as I said, “see that his suffering is over soon, don’t make it wait until the pan is hot.”
Brandy, “he’s not suffering anymore, that smoke put him right out, do the other one now.” I said okay so she picked it up, and I took a drag then blew it in his face, and she made it kiss me. I spit back and said, “that one’s had enough.”
She laughed and took them to the kitchen. A chop then filet, and hot butter later, they were fish sandwiches. Brandy said, “you can’t get a fresher sandwich without eating them raw.” I said, “their best with rice that way, but I haven’t seen any in a long time.”
Brandy, “it’s just not a rooftop garden kind of plant.”
I said, “yes, well some said the same about corn, and now we have fields of it.” She said, “we need fields of wheat, but the oats are doing good.”
I said, “it’s hard to put enough away for the winter when you do it by hand, and the roofs are no place for large machinery. The fields we can protect will have to do for now, but the new horses will be a great help, some equipment can be pulled.”
Brandy, “keeping the wild life out is hard enough, but if a crop is lost to a raider all that work just went against you. Being ready to fight a ground war over a few bags of wheat is as crazy as the world we live in. However if luck held out and we could bring in a good crop, the winter would be more secure for most.”
I said, “we would have to guard it like a field of pot, so we plant that around the outside.” Brandy, “what if they cross pollinate and we get weed wheat?”
I said, “then the demand for bread will go way up.”
She said, “yes, for those that want the sandwich that makes you hungry for another one.” I said, “this one has not hit bottom yet and I already want another one, but it took the edge off.”
Brandy, “fish is light, not a lot of fat to weigh you down, but it’s good for you.” I said, “and these were raised well, good clean water and food all their lives. Fish farming was an idea that worked for some, I’m glad we have these to chose from.”
She said, “you mean you don’t think you rather be out fishing?”
I said, “at one time going fishing was just another way of saying I’d rather be doing nothing at all, now it’s a risk your life to get something to save it endeavor, there’s nothing that involves food that’s not hard work anymore.”
Brandy, “that includes the planning, a lot of it took place to bring this fast-food to you today.” I said, “ha, what do you call rabbit fur in a bears teeth?”
She said, “fast food that wasn’t fast enough, ha ha.”
I said, “very good, now here’s another. What’s finger licking good and smells like fish?” Brand, “fast food that wasn’t fast enough!”
A said, “you got that right, sometimes it pays to be patient, the first one to a meal does not always get the most.”
She said, “these two spit out theirs to feed the slower ones, and their guts will do the same.” I said, “that has also been said of many a man, but not all of them were eaten. It’s like we’re living in the old wild west, but with more guns and bombs. That’s why I prefer to work in the shadows and plan my moves, there is only so much you can do with your hands, but the mind can work on anything endlessly.”
Brandy, “yes, and I love the way your mind works, that’s why I chose you.”
I said, “and I never get bored with the things your mind comes up with either, but they do put me to the test now and then, just keeping up or thinking my way out.”
She said, “well I’m glad you didn’t think your way out of the shopping trip this morning, we got some nice things, and a few we needed.”
I said, “yes, and maybe next time we go out you could wear that leather skirt, from the Zena princess warrior collection. I’m sure Dan the tanner would enjoy that.”
Brandy, “I think I found the right underwear for it today, leather on skin is never that comfortable.”
I said, “I know there’s a good joke in there somewhere.”
She said, “I’m sure it will come to you, like an idea on what to do with the Megaphones and MP3’s.”
I said, “my first idea was a pair of the loudest headphones that could be made, then another thought came to me. If I recorded the wolf, I could use it from the air to drive wild dogs away, of course the flight of the Valkyries would do the same.”
Brandy, “is that the one the choppers used in that movie?”
I said, “I think so.”
She said, “well the sound of a wolf howling in the streets would get me moving, but the dogs may be able to tell the difference, unless you plan to drop bags of wolf urine on them from the sky as well.”
I said, “a flying wolf ghost that pisses on the dogs before it picks them off, what a nightmare it would be for them.”
Brandy, “and anyone else caught in the crossfire of piss and bullets.”
I said, “yes well, you said the sound would get you running.”
She said, “I may start taking my umbrella with me on sunny days.”
I then got a brownie and some tea, to take with meas I looked over what was needed to make the heliport lift work. I had more than enough batteries charged up, if this pump just worked I would be gold. So deciding to risk the trip, I put the part in my pack and told Brandy I was off. Now was a good time to see him, as I had just ate the brownie and was feeling well, so by the time I dropped down on his roof I felt like I was still flying. He on the other hand was manic, and doing many things at the same time, one was some work on his solar powered vehicle. He looked at the pump and I pointed out the condition of the seal, then he said, “yes yes yes, this is a special one, my assistances can help you find it. The frame on the flyer seems to be holding up, I guess we didn’t put too much strain on it during the last launch. I hope the mushrooms you took were good, I’m just coming back, with so much work to do nothing is getting done.” I said, “chill professor, have a brownie, I made them myself.”
He took a bite and said, “this is really good, I need the sweet for a boost, and the carbs will help me balance out as well.”
I said, “those will balance you out alright, I put enough hash in them, those jitters will be gone in no time.”
Harry, “thank you, you come with the most needful things. Take some more fuel when you go, but first have a drink while they find that seal for you.”
So we sat down in some padded chairs next to the hot-tub. One of his assistances was taking a dip as I came in, and the deck had wet footprints on it, but her top was over the back of my chair. Harry pulled a bottle out of a cooler he made and said, “this should be about right by now, put it in before starting the bubbles to the tub, it’s a new system I made to take the heat and make cold from it. Now when the hot-tub water gets ready, so is the wine.” I said, “I have a floor with one, but there are enough distractions in my day.”
Harry, “you can never have enough distractions as long as you concentrate on them.” I said, “and which one were you concentrating on when I flew in?”
Harry, “the wet one without her top on.”
I said, “oh yes, I noticed her, or that is to say that I couldn’t miss that.”
Harry poured the wine as he said, “stimulation of the senses is very important to good brain function, you wouldn’t believe some of the ideas these women give me.”
I said, “Brandy is the same way, and half the time I still get something done, that’s why I risked the drop down.”
He said, “she inspired you to build something, good, she has a talent that one.” I said, “in many things, mostly in keeping my mind off something, or someone.” Harry, “yes they do the same to me, but we work with what we have. This is an excellent brownie, I must make some up myself or get them to, I don’t like going near fire.” I said, “that’s a good thing for you Harry, too many things blow up around you, one of these days you are going to lose a part.”
Harry, “yesterday I was walking around with a quarter of a pound of plastic explosives in my pants, they won’t let me near the detonators, just one shock from the things I work on would blow more than my personality off.”
I took a drink then said, “well keep the flying fuel in the shade, or you may lose a lot more than that.”
He said, “I am tired of finding new places to meet my special needs, and so are the hot babes that follow me around, we are just getting some of our nice things back. That’s why I have spent some time on safeguards around here, but somethings require more work than others, and others also require my time.”
I said, “my situation exactly. Just taking Brandy for a little shopping this morning would not even had been possible without the speed of the flyers, it’s hard to get your own projects done when others have more for you, but who would want to be unwanted?”
Harry, “I’ve always been able to handle unwanted, it’s some time off from being needed I could use, as well as you. With what’s left of both people and things, getting by is not what it once was, and we tend to push through what needs to be done at the moment so needs are met. But be it blown up or bear lunch, standing in our shoes or next to either of us, is not popular. So people only come by with their needs, but that’s alright, because I’m a giving person as are you.”
I said, “that’s the brownie talking, and you’re welcome.”
The women came back with the part as he said, “see what I mean about being a giving person, you gave me just what I needed when I needed it, and now I do the same with this.” He picked it up and put the new seal in saying, “you’re lucky she looked for this instead of me, or the brownie would have been long gone before I found it. There you go, it should hold now. Another thing fixed today, and so many more to go.”
I said, “thank you, all three of you, it’s always progress when I stop here. And so the rest of your work can progress as well, I shall leave you to it.”
Harry, “don’t forget to take extra fuel, and let me know how the pump works for you. Will the take-off sled be needed, or shall you just jump off the roof this time?”
I said, “the wind has changed, I’ll jump and kick my way into the sky.”
Harry, “I don’t blame you, I think the sled may well be dangerous.”
We laughed and got my pack ready, then got my wings on, and with a full run I was off. The fan was at full power and the wind pulled on my wings, but the weight drew me down and got a kick from my legs as I touched grass briefly, then up into the air again with trees on both sides of me. My course held true as I rose between them and up to clear sailing skies, then homeward with my new part. On the way there I flew over Dizzy Daisy’s and dropped a small bag of brownies off for her, yelling, “don’t tell Brandy,” then it was to my place and down to the roof. I tied it down and stored the fuel, then took my new part down to the shop. I had it almost ready to try out when Brandy came in with a cup of tea, so I wiped my hands off and drank it as we talked about what I was doing. She gave me a hand for a while, and soon the tea was drank and pump ready to try. So with everything out of the way, I turned the system on and the heliport landing pad started to come down. Luckily the wall was not affected, and stood strong as this forty foot wide part of the roof came down slowly, with dirt and dust from years of nonuse falling from the cracks. When it firmly reached its bottom there was another forty-by-forty foot of sky above us, and the breeze took the dust away.
I said, “well that part worked just fine, with some new seal around this whole edge it may again keep water out.”
Brandy, “if it goes back up again, that is.”
I said, “that’s why I got it fixed before even trying this.”
She said, “at worst, I have a indoor-outdoor spot for a garden.”
I said, “no way, this in going to remain a shop area, but first let’s see if it will go up.” So after getting out of the way, we turned the hydraulic pumps on, and the platform went up. Slowly it worked its way back to the roof, and pushed itself into place firmly again, and the pumps shut off.
I said, “I’ll be landing there for now on, and this is a perfect place to keep the flyers.” Brandy, “just don’t take the corvette to the roof, I have enough to worry about.” I said, “it has a great sound system in it, and the battery is charged.”
She said, “well then what’s a tailgate party without a car, you push it on over here and I’ll go get the barbeque ready. Who do you think we should invite?”
I said, “a few strong men to help me move the sound system, put it in those words so they will still show up, once they are here we have them.”
Brandy, “I suppose if I go from don’t take the car on the roof to let’s throw a party, you will promise to fix the elevator as well, because the car will be out of it.”
I said, “this sounds like a trade, and in any trade there are rules. When I make a promise you know what I will go through to get it done, and in the case of that lift it’s a risk at best. Even after I fix it, if I can, it will be a risk each time it’s used -- just like a zip-line.”
She said, “I don’t want you to take any more risk than the ones I can’t keep you from, and I know how long you have talked about one thing or another around here needing to be fixed. It was a bit nuts to do what we did here today, and me helping you throw a party is nuts as well, but if fate has it to pass then maybe the lift will come to be as well. As for the party, I say, don’t ask me to push the car,” and she kissed me.
I said, “I think we just struck a deal, trade be I don’t ask and the party is on, don’t forget to invite Daisy.”
Brandy, “you know she never leaves her building, of course I’ll invite her.”
She started laughing and running toward the liven quarters, leaving me to wonder if I had just talked myself into throwing a party and fixing an elevator both. I ran after her saying, “you will have to throw a cover over those fish, or they may end up at the party as well.” She yelled back, “I said a barbeque not a fish fry, your friends can keep their hands off our sushi.”
That’s when I knew I had roped myself into a party, and as I caught up to her I said, “hay, I think I should ask you to help move the car, then the deal would be off and I wouldn’t have to throw a party.”
Brandy, “as if it’s ever just you, the last party you threw that no one else helped with was in your pants, and you don’t even do that by yourself anymore.”
I said, “it’s true, I have been spoiled, and it’s all your fault. Let me make it up to you with a night of massages and passion.”
She said, “you’re not getting out of it that easily. Besides, we did that the other night, I want people over.”
I said, “we don’t have people over often because it’s hard work, and I hate to put you through it, but if you’re up for one then lets party.”
Brandy, “that’s let’s have a party, party is what you do all the time.”
I said, “everybody has got to have a little fun sometime, getting together to do it is no more than the same thing, but with other’s there.”
She said, “and while I’m trying to figure that one out, why don’t you sit down and decide who to invite, besides Daisy.”
I went to my chair and sat down saying, “let’s keepit small, just those we trade with often and close friends.”
Brandy, “TT, Jacob, Laurence, Teddy, and Billy if he can make it. Harry as well if he does not bring explosives.”
I said, “hard to get him out anymore, but I’ll send him an invite. Maybe Stan if he can be found, I think TT would know.”
She said, “that’s seven if they all show up.”
I said, “Stan may bring two with him and Harry would add another two, Jacob is a plus one and TT is never without someone, plus I think Bill is seeing someone.”
Brandy, “then it’s a party even if only half of them come, sounds like a list to me.” I said, “it’s going to be dark before too long, I better send out the invites and put a call in for the meat, unless you just want me to shoot something from the roof.”
Brandy, “another dear would be nice, do you see one out there?”
I looked out and said, “no, but there is a rat, now make that a fat snake. What a minute, now make that a well feed mountain lion, hand me my rifle.”
She gave it to me, and I got the scope on him as it was ripping another chunk off to swallow. A near strait down shot of thirty stories, and as I squeezed the trigger I could hear the blast in my mind before it went off, as I was not wearing my earplugs again. Bang! It went off and the baby started crying.
Brandy went to him as she said, “did you get him?”
I said, “what? My ears are still ringing, but I think I hit it.”
Something was down there in the shadows, but I could not make out movement. Brandy comforted little Sage and stopped his crying, as I keep a close eye on the spot fired upon. I said, “maybe we have mountain cat for BBQ.”
Brandy, “no thank you, they smell bad to me.”
I said, “even if I just winged him, someone will eat the cat that ate the snake that ate the rat. Would you rather have rat?”
She said, “I don’t even want the snake, bear meat will do if there is not enough dear.” I said, “don’t worry, soon there will be a dog looking for that cat, I’ll take them both and feed the loser to our guest that come late.”
Brandy, “that’s why I’m eating early, and I better see some fur so I know what’s being cooked.” I said, “the bear has already lost his, so you will just have to trust it’s not dog.” She said, “and I sleep in your bed, you will just have to trust that I don’t start sleep walking while sharpening your sword.”
I said, “and some people think it’s easy to plan a party.”
Brandy, “no, they think it’s easy to party, not plan one.”
I said, ”it is easy to party, but the concept of getting others to become part of an emotion held at a certain time and place, is where it turns from party to partying.”
Brandy, “baby, if you were any deeper I would have to come up for air just to understand.” I said, “I’m not sure what you just meant by that, but I think Dizzy said it to me once.” She said, “yes, she told me to try to use it, and see if it brought back any memories.” I said, “memories are all we are, from moment to moment, when not in sight.” Brandy, “well then I guess Daisy will be able to come.”
I said, “and so will the rest, look, it’s a party already. Now all I have to do is let them know, it’s no fun being at a party you don’t know about.”
She said, “you have had your share of them, and you were there at the time.” I said, “we have both seen our share of those, was it last night or the one before it?” Brandy, “it may be tonight as well, I don’t know. They’re your memories, you need to take care of them.”
I said, “should we send the invites out by street drum or written invitations?” Brandy, “old fashion written would be nice, do we have any hundred dollar bills to write on?” I said, “those are just for starting fires, use the bleached paper.”
So we wrote them up, and I had the next rooftop guard send them by runner, and word was given as to what I needed. Then we started to get things ready, with more chairs on the roof and a good fire in the barbeque going. We started kidding around and she said something about daisy, and I said the two of them were going to drive me crazy one day, so she said they had thought about a threesome but decided I was not ready yet -- but they would let me know. I said I was not going to write that one down. Soon Jacob showed up and said he got the invite, and a bobcat had been shot in the street below.
I said, “good, bring it on up, the fire will be ready soon.”
Brandy said, “nonsense, we are not eating cat tonight, but that was a nice shot dear.” Jacob, “you shot it Nibor? From here was a good shot. Where were you standing?” Brandy, “he was sitting in his chair by the widow at the time, looking for a fresh dear for tonight, woke the baby and made him cry.”
I said, “made me cry too, I have got to start wearing those ear plugs.”
Jacob, “well now that one will be something to talk about tonight, if you need any help here just let me know.”
Brandy, “when there are more of you they can help him move the music system.” I said, “don’t worry, I can make it light work.”
Then in came Billy, saying he had some time off tonight and was ready to help party. So us three men went downstairs, and I showed them to the far side of my building. On the way we passed the vet and I said this was the music system, then I showed them a battery powered pallet jack. We moved it into place and strapped in, then Billy steered the car as I towed it with the jack, and Jacob pushed. It moved rather well, and we lost Jacob about thirty feet from the platform, then came to a fast stop. After taking the power jack off, we rode up with the corvette and the music playing, “here I am -- rocking like a hurricane.”
Jacobs wife Barb was standing there with Brandy, as we arrived on the roof with or theatrical presentation, and as the platform came fully in place said, “so this is the music system you went to get, pop the trunk so we can see it.”
So I reached in and hit the trunk release to reveal the big boomers. It was a fully packed system that took up all the space, and could put out so heavy that glasses nearby would break, but I would not crank it up that high. Billy was first standing next to it saying, “that’s some system, no wonder you have that palette of batteries to run it with.”
Barb, “yes, I can see why you needed help moving it, none of you have valid driver’s licenses anymore.”
Brandy, “he has already been told not to even try to start it on the roof.”
I said, “no, you only said not to drive it around up here, so I don’t go over the edge.” Barb, “Nibor, everyone knows you went over the edgea long time ago.”
Brandy, “that’s true, but I’m trying to keep him from doing it in a car.”
We then walked past the flyers and my practice area, to the barbeque setup and patio as Teddy zipped in. He had a big pack for Brandy, and put it down near the grill saying, “got the invite, here’s the meat.”
Brandy, “you didn’t stop by the street on the way did you?”
Teddy, “as a matter of fact I did, but this is bear and dear meat. I’m told the cat pelt down there went to Dan the tanner for you, someone got trade for the meat, but I don’t know about the rest of the snake. They tell me the shot was made from up here.”
I said, “yes, but the ringing in my ear from it has been replaced now.”
Teddy, “nice sound.”
Brandy, “thank you for bringing the meat for us Teddy. Will you be having anyone with you, or are you hoping Daisy will show up?”
Teddy, “my hopes about Dizzy Daisy driving me crazy, are all made up by you and her, and I think you are trying to slip me in to keep her attention off Nibor. And I don’t want to let my friends down by not doing all I can, but we all know Daisy never leaves her place.” Barb, “yes Teddy, we all know what a giving man you are. So which woman are you giving it to this week, and will we meet her?”
Teddy, “they should be by soon, I thought it best to check before bringing people. Do you mind if the Anvil sisters join us?”
I said, “none of us mind those two coming.”
Brandy, “careful how you spell that dear, we would love to have them.”
Jacob, “careful how you say that as well.”
Barb, “coming from you it better well be.”
I said, “it’s starting to sound like a party already, lets pass that wine around.” So a few bottles were opened and meat was put on the fire. Night was coming quickly, and the zip-lines were soon herd again with Laurence and Betty with him. We welcomed them to the party as TT showed up with two women with him, then Billy’s girl came by as a guide for Stan who had brought Moonshine Molly. It was getting to be a large party when the Anvil sisters got there for Teddy, then Harry came by with his assistances. They drove down the street in their Land rover blowing their horn, and took a tow line up zipping up.
I said, “Harry, I can’t believe you made it, and you got the vehicle running. Will it need to set until morning to run again?”
Harry, “not this time, I put extra batteries in it, and a small diesel engine just in case. I hope it does not get away from me again.”
I said, “if it does, we may not find it for days this time, have a seat.”
So we sat with some others and the food was passed around. Harry was a real conversation piece as most never saw him, but all had heard of his work and the two assistances. They were not twins but looked alike, and one once had plastic surgery to make her breast as nice as the other’s, they would always try to get people to guess which and did not mind leaving their tops off until everyone was sure.
Billy said, “I can tell for sure if I feel them.”
And Billy’s girl said, “if you do they’re the only ones you’re going to feel.”
TT had brought more smoke with him and I passed out some brownies as well, so we were having a pretty good time. I’m sure Harry broughtmore mushrooms, but I didn’t have any. Before long several games of hide and seek were played by my guest on one of the other thirty stories, and I’m sure Billy found what he was looking for, but all made it back to the party at one time or the other. The controlled chaos went on for hours into the night, and all had a good time. We laughed about when Brandy asked what to cook, and I shot a mountain lion from my window and said cat, I still can’t believe I made that hit. We used my night scope to look around with, and everyone got a chance to try it, TT said Daisy was waving. Moonshine Molly said she liked Stan’s tea better than her Moonshine, and was more sober that I had seen her in awhile. The two of them seemed to be getting along well, and she said she would break a bottle over any women’s head that tried to take him away. I’m not sure that he knew she meant it.
Stan said, “you people sure know how to throw a party, I’m going to love living in this town.” I said, “yes well we believe that all we are is only memories, so you better make some good ones.”
Stan, “I am most definitely making some good memories tonight.”
Brandy, “we are always glad to be part of a memory.”
TT, “but some are not glad to have you in theirs, despite their generous natures, bad trade with these two can scar you.”
Stan, “from what I’ve seen, just a scar is lucky. And from the way I’ve seen some people act, much less than deserved. That’s why he was needed to help me get my cargo to town, once I decided to trade.”
TT, “Jacob and Nibor have worked for me for many years, they have never failed, a reputation that cannot be shared with many.”
Harry, “yes, others of us must make a reputation at trying more often than anyone else, and what would research be without lovely research assistances,” and he playfully bit one. She yelled, “ouch! That better not burse, or you will be able to tell us apart.” We all laughed and he said, “I’m trying, my research is not complete yet.”
Stan, “well I’ve been doing some research too, and there is a piece of land not being used nearby, that may be worth trying to crop with my horses. But it would take a part time commitment for a long time from many, to get it to put out, if we could get it that far.” TT, “I told him he had my full support, but I could not do the same for others.” Brandy, “I think Nibor had a vision of this the other night.”
I said, “I had a number of them, but I think we should give it a try, we need more open ground field crops.”
Brandy, “he has a dream of planting weed all around the outside rows so people will not notice it’s a food crop inside.”
TT, “I’m having the same dream now, am I drooling?”
Brandy, “maybe Harry can come up with a genetic splice for us to grow weed-wheat.” Jacob, “you’re making me hungry again, and I’m full already.”
Harry, “I may be able to come up with something, but making weed bread is so much easier with the separate products, and it lights up easier too.”
I said, “talking about lighting up, check out this new pipe I got from the museum.” And I passed it around for people to look at and try. Soon the hour got much latter and the battery power got low, people started to go home, all thanking us for a great time. We cleaned things up a bit then went to bed ourselves, havingmade it through another party with friends.

The next morning I slipped out of bed before the light and went down to my gym to use the Jacuzzi, finding it had bend cleaned and refilled with hot water, I slipped in and let the bubbles work their magic. I did not use this much, and appreciated the fact that my guest were so considerate to leave things clean. There was of course leftover underwear that I did not recognize, but at least it was not in the water. Brandy came in carrying Sage at her breast and said, “I see they left this clean, or did you get a very early start?”
I said, “we both seem to be getting a early start today, it’s not even light out yet, but I didn’t clean in here.”
“I see,” she said, as she picked up a pair of panties with her toes and tossed them to the side of the room, “that would explain the underwear. Someone had a good time down here last night.”
Then she sat Sage down and dropped her robe to step in with me.
Setting on my lap she said, “someone is sure relaxed this morning, this thing must be doing its job.”
I said, “I think I feel a part tightening up.”
She turned the bubbles up high, and we embraced the moment with a wet massage that had much splashing before we were done. Luckily little Sage was placed in a dry area, but that never stopped him. After the three of us were dry again we went back to our liven room, and got dressed. The sun was up now, and we were hunger to greet the day, but first breakfast. I said, “what’s left over from last night to eat?”
Brandy, “you have already been there, but I guess you’re still hungry, let me see what’s in the kitchen.”
I said, “I am going to write that one down.”
She said, “I still say we should set up video, the Jacuzzi would have been the place to record last night, and this morning as well. In a few years I myself may not believe some of the things we have done, I think this morning counts.”
I said, “don’t worry, I’m taking notes, I keep the extra copies on the third shelf of the adult book store and porn shop.”
Brandy, “like you have time to make copies, but that’s a sweet thought dear. Next time you’re there pick me up some new whips, mine are getting frail.”
I said, “got to keep those rats in line.”
Biscuits and gravy later we drank tea and listened to the drums on the street about the day to come. This was light enough for me, as I was still a bit full from last night. The word on the wind was men needed to work a field, brush removal and lookouts, and the location was just where I knew it would be.
Brandy said, “so he’s moving ahead with it, not just party talk last night.”
I said, “yes, it seems our trader Stan is planning a day of showing how much he believes in this place.”
She said, “will you go?”
I said, “how can I not, after saying I’m in?”
Brandy, “well just remember you are not a horse, you’re the best eyes and weapon they have, save your strength for the fight.”
I said, “at first the fight will be with the ground, and it will not give up easily.” She said, “yes, they will have to spend much time on open ground to work it, and will need someone to keep a close eye on their backs while they do it. The sight of you making sure they are safe will bring more hands than watching your back in a field.”
I said, “I bet I can get a lot of people to come watch my backside.”
Brandy, “yes but not much gets done doing it, afterwards maybe, but not just by watching it.” I said, “you got a point there, and it’s the afterwards that tires me out as well, so I better stick to keeping my part time backside in high places scouting.”
She said, “as long as you’re not scouting for the wrong backside with your scope.” I said, “who even has time for such thoughts with you to fill me, so thanks for a chance to bring back old memories. Daisy told me to try using that on you, to see if it brought back anything.” Brandy, “was that before or when you dropped off the brownies?”
I said, “I never landed when I dropped them.”
She said, “I see, and so did you, but that’s not answering the question.”
I said, “I know, see how much fun it is to talk about Dizzy.”
Brandy, “that’s Daisy, she only makes men dizzy.”
I said, “and so do conversations about her, so kiss me and tell me to shut up.” She planted a large one on me and said, “I’ll shut you up with thoughts that will tire you out too much to talk, so use those lips for nonverbal communication.”
I said, “this is how not getting anything done starts.”
Brandy, “no that was the water, we are making progress now, you have had your breakfast.” I said, “so I guess I should show the world I’m not the last to get moving after last night’s party.” She said, “just part of the town will do, your legend will spread far and wide.” So I geared up, and took the flyer, waving at a few people as I went. Over the buildings and past the mall was the field people were working on, and I scouted the area far and wide for large animals or outsiders. The stream that ran past it would be handy for irrigation, but also attracted anything else that was thirsty, and the brush hid things well. So my sweep ran both ways to double check not missing something, then I put it down near the field. Stan was walking a horse to pull some brush and said, “I’m glad someone took a good look around, we can only see so far in some of this area.”
I said, “don’t see any armies coming, but I may have missed something, still a snake is your biggest worry out here.”
Stan, “yes, the others have been looking for them while cutting brush, we hope to have a controlled burn soon.”
I said, “that will drive them out of hiding.”
Stan, “then maybe we can plow some grown up, Teddy is redoing a harness that should work.” I said, “we will need some fence around this place as well, the dear alone that run through here would tear up new plants.”
Stan, “Laurence said he would help with that, but a lot needs to be done before then. We have people doing just lookout with rifles, some on the ground and a few on the nearest building, but a long range heads-up would be helpful for running to safety if need be.” I said, “with the firepower some of them carry here, only a large raid would take them on, and right now only the horses would be of interest. So if I see a army coming your way I’ll let you know.”
He lead his horse on and I walked over to one of the field guards. He was checking the brush while keeping an eye out for snakes in the field as well.
I said, “trading time for time today?”
He said, “yes sir, if it all works out. The memory of last winter tells me we better make use of what we can, and if the memory of my standing here gets me one more day of food next winter, then I’m going to do it.”
I said, “good man. How goes the snake hunting?”
He said, “got enough to eat for three days already, that brush cutting is driving them out, it’s a lot better than hunting them on your own.”
I said, “and there is someone around if you get bit, which is what we will try to keep the others from. Keep your ears open to the horse, if it spooks you better be ready to catch it.” He said, “horses scare me, anything that steps on me instead of me on it, does. They can catch the horse, and I’ll get the snake that scares it.”
I said, “fair trade, keep an eye out.”
He said, “yes sir,” and he searched the brush some more.
I took a few steps then bang! And turning around said, “there’s another for you.” He said, “thank you sir,” and put it in his bag.
I then pulled out my scope, and looked at the guard on the nearby building, to see him giving me the thumbs up on that snake. Then I checked out the ends of the field with it to see what I had missed from the air. A few rabbits were moving, so I put my ear plug in and slapped the scope on my rifle. A 9mm at your side is not bad on the ears, but this cannon was not going to get to them again. I pulled out my new shooting glasses and took a crouching position, carefully keeping an eye out for more snakes as well, then made a map in my head as to where everyone around me was. With a glance I was ready for far-sight, and scoped in on the last place I saw those rabbits. People were working this side of the field, so none were going to be in my way, and could not see what I did. The rabbits showed themselves again, hopping into the field near the stream. I had them in sight when a dear jumped over them, with three dogs on its tail. I adjusted my aim and down came the dear with the dogs about on it, with my next shot dropping one at its hind leg. The two others broke off, and I dropped one more before the roof guard got off a shot that stopped the third dog, then running up the field guard finished it off. I stood up and yelled toward the roof, “you’re getting slow up there.”
He yelled back, “I’m just not as greedy as some.”
Luckily Stan had a good hold on the horse, and the extra help that was already there made quick work of the kill. The rabbits got away, but my rifle most likely would not have left much anyway. With another dear being taking care of for me, and the dog meat going to trade, I got back into the sky. I took another look at the area, and what might have been scared away by the shots, but I could see nothing but a few rabbits. So I flew to the goat park, and landed in the yard again.
Laurence came over saying, “was that you again and someone else I heard?”
I said, “their first day on the new field and its snakes and wild dogs.”
He said, “how many of which, I heard a number of shot from over there?”
I said, “first I shot a snake, then a dear and two of the dogs after it, a roof guard got the last dog.”
Laurence, “then there was another shot.”
I said, “yes, the field guard had to finish that last dog off.”
He said, “looks like you picked the right time to drop by there, a pack of wild dogs could of torn people up or killed someone before that many were shot.”
I said, “they had other guns there, I just got off a few shots first, like four of them.” Laurence, “no doubt about it, you’re the fastest here, even a cat can’t get past you fast enough.”
I said, “talking about cats, did you think any of that meat tasted like that, because I have these short hairs in my teeth this morning.”
He said, “the meat was not the cause, but I had the same problem, until she flossed them for me.”
I said, “can you spare some? It’s almost affecting my aim.”
Laurence, “and something to rinse with as well, come on in.”
So we went in and he found his supply, then gave me a bag of floss-picks saying, “they don’t taste like mint anymore, but it does the job. Try some of this brandy to wash away that plaque with.”
I took a sip and said, “that will kill some germs,” then pulling a short-hair from my teeth said, “I know that cat was not a red head, and neither is Brandy.”
He said, “it’s the raspberry brandy, the evidence had been contaminated now, so we may never know who’s it was.”
I said, “I think I prefer it that way. How’s the wolf, have you taught him any new tricks yet?” Laurence, “not my job, but you see how far away the dogs were.”
I said, “I guess he is doing his job just by sitting there, unlike guards that just sit there.” He said, “you got that right, so I’ll have some of that dog brought to him so he won’t feel left out, a workman is worthy of his meat.”
We then went out to see him, and I slipped him a piece of first cut from the buck. Laurence said he put in a run line that went sixty feet along the fence, but was not ready to try it yet with the wolf, if he got loose in the fenced in yard they would have a hard time catching him again. I said, “yes, he could live off of the rats for a long time before falling for the doped up free lunch again, we would have to use big nets.”
Laurence, “which gives me an idea for a dear fence. There is lots of camouflage netting that is not good for much but being seen, if we run it out like a high fence around the field it will turn the dear. Then we can run a low hanging electric wire for when they look for ways in, they won’t just run through it with the rag-fence there.”
I said, “it will shade the outside rows a bit, but we can’t build a twelve foot storm fence everywhere we want, they just don’t make that stuff anymore.”
He said, “there’s a lot of things no one makes anymore, so we work with what we have.” I said, “yes, but the 90% that died off did leave us a lot, it’s just that sometimes we can’t get to it.”
Laurence, “and the things we can get a hold of don’t mean much anymore, what with the way most have to live. I remember thinking I was in trouble if there was not enough toilet paper, but then I found out how easy it was just to wash my ass when I shit.”
I said, “yes I too learned early during the apocalypse, that you should wash any part of your body your hands touch, not just wash the hands themselves. Think about it. How many times a day do you wash your hands when they do not have shit on them? Then ask yourself why you would want to just wipe it off with paper.”
Laurence, “my hands get shit on them more often than my ass, so my ass takes less time to take care of, but then some people still miss paper towels.”
I said, “they never did the job right either, just more spreading it around than cleaning. Water and a good towel that can be washed from time to time is the best way to go.” He said, “half the time I dry my hands on my shirt and say to myself, “well, you just washed them.”
I said, “I do the same, but often my hands are not as clean as I thought they were, but I haven’t seen tracks on my underwear in years.”
Laurence, “me either, I don’t wear them anymore.”
We laughed and went back around to the flyer, thanking him again for the floss-picks and brandy. Then I took to the sky again, and did another fly over the new field before heading home again. I landed on the heliport pad and lowered it down to the next floor, then rode my bicycle to the rest of our apartments.
Walking in the back door I said, “I’m back!”
Brandy yelled out, “I’m in the changing room.”
I walked in there to see Sage getting more use out of our last shopping trip.
Brandy said, “you weren’t gone long before I heard the shots.”
I said, “some dogs were chasing a dear at the edge of the field, and a snake got in my way as well.”
Brandy, “word that you’re up has stated to spread, and for good reason, you don’t leave the house for long without killing something these days.”
I said, “it helps to have the right weapon on hand, the field guard said he already had a three day supply of snake, and that was before I shot another one for him.”
Brandy, “so your 9mm is one down and you gave the food to him.”
I said, “it buys eyes on the field when I’m not there, and we have new dear meat to eat.” She said, “what about the dogs? I heard your rifle discharge three.”
I said, “yes, I got two dogs as well before the roof guard got the last one, the meat is up for trade and the buck is being taken care of for me.”
Brandy, “when you go out to say good morning, the whole town hears about it, and we are set for another week.”
I said, “I have had some good luck this week, and Sage is making use of the time spent shopping.”
She said, “yes he is, soon I will need to put him in the goat yard, and let him run free-range. Then we will not need to change him anymore, just hose him down before taking him home.” I said, “would that be after the terrible two’s? I think that the wolf and him could grow up together until then, and I’m sure Laurence can spare a little more straw.”
Brandy, “I guess we should wait until he’s running around first, then he can catch a goat to nurse on.”
I said, “I don’t know, women are easier to catch than goats, that’s why Laurence has Betty.” She said, “yes, this one got a hold of me right after it got born, and he just don’t want to let go.” We headed into the liven room and I said, “I know the feeling, that’s why I hate to stay away.” Brandy, “well if you didn’t get your fill at the goat park, then there is some in the cooler, Sage has dibs on the rest.”
I said, “no matter how early I get up, he always calls dibs first.”
She said, “he’s up more than you are, sometimes thrice a night.”
I said, “I remember something about thrice a night and still no milk, but I can’t remember what I wrote about it.”
Brandy, “sounds like a personal problem, you should see someone about it.”
I said, “that’s Brandy for, “it’s time to talk about something else.”
She said, “we can talk about anything you like dear, perhaps the floss picks you got from Laurence. Was there anything in particular you were trying to get out of your teeth?” I said, “short hairs, here is one of them.”
Brandy, “this is from a redhead.”
I said, “Laurence gave me some raspberry Brandy.”
She said, “that sounds like it would go good in a cup of tea.”
I pulled out the bottle and said, “make two.”
So we had tea and bread with peanut butter, as I waited a bit to see what the day would bring. The drums outside told of my shoot, meat that was being traded, and that rabbits have been seen near the field to be worked. I looked the streets over from my window and cleaned my guns, then Jacob came over and we had a smoke on the roof. Brandy put together a few thing for a cook out, and we used our scopes to spot for things to shoot, but the only things we saw were too small to shoot with our rifles. If you want to eat a squirrel or rabbit you don’t want to blow away the wall behind them as well. Jacob said the 22s the field guards were using were just right for small things.
I said, “yes, but not good when it come to beating an ark at long distance. I bet if we walk the brush and spray it with our machine guns we can get a few rabbits.”
Jacob, “yes, but that would be a waste of ammo, better to pick them off one by one.” Brandy, “traps would be more sensible, but someone could clean them out before you got back to them.”
I said, “unless you already had guards to watch things for you, then it’s just run some traps and check them.”
Jacob, “so we run a string of them around the edge of the field near the stream, then check latter for the rabbit BBQ.”
Brandy, “the traps are somewhere near the sporting goods area of the mall, near the field, a horse could draw a palette of them for you.”
I said, “and I even know people that will do the set work for us. What do you say, want to start something?”
Jacob, “smoking with you always starts something, finding the end is another story. Can we both fly there?”
I said, “well you’re a bit much for me to carry, but you’re welcome to use my flyer.” Brandy, “then you will barrow mine, nice move.”
Jacob, “well I guess you have tested it enough to be safe, some of the zip lines out there are not.”
So we had a brownie for the air, and took off when we were ready. There was enough compressed air in the tanks to keep the fan running, with the engine off on takeoff, and we launched ourselves into the sky. A run over the edge and up we went, over the other buildings we would have had to zip one to the other from, if we were not airborne. We waved to a few that were on watch, and I got out my loudspeaker saying, “death from above!” Then as we got close to the field I turned on my music with the speaker blasting my attack. We glided down to the edge of the field, and I turned the music off, then went to talk to the man with the horse.
Stan said, “that was quite an entrance, I thought we were being invaded.”
I said, “you were, we are here to steal your horse.”
He said, “no need to seal what is gladly offered, how can I help?”
Jacob, “a palette of rabbit traps from the mall to the edge of the brush.”
Stan, “what a good idea, I wonder why none of them have done it by now.”
I said, “because they were waiting to see if the top guns wanted to do it first, or we see things quicker than others.”
Stan, “no doubt about how quick you are, both in eye and wit, let’s go for it.” So we headed to the mall with a few we picked up on the way. The crowd there was light, as a matter of fact it was dead, so taking what you wanted was only hampered by a few snakes. The metal traps were in a dry place, so they were still in new condition, and still on their shipping palette. We put a rope to it and made our way back, stopping once when a man had to clear the path from a large rattle snake. He was far enough ahead that the horse did not get scared, and had it in a bag shortly, another meal for some one. Then onward we went to the field, and unloaded it all. We told them where to set the traps up, and went scooting the area near the stream. Five men were behind us looking for signs as we walked the water’s edge to see if we could find fish, but the sun was high and they were staying in the shadows. We helped them move some of the traps, and set up a few ourselves, then headed back to the flyers. Stan said, “that will cut down on the future pest problem, and feed the workmen as well.” I said, “and that’s how we get things done, keep a close eye out for snakes, and hang on to that horse.”
We were then off, up into the air we came out of, with my music playing a Viking opera. I quickly turned it off and yelled out to Jacob, “if I play that too much they will start to shoot at us.”
He said, “if you play that too much I will start to shoot at you.”
Then once more I let it rip on my way in to my roof top.
Brandy was up there at the time and said, “you sure do make an entrance. How did they fly?” Jacob, “like a zip-line in the sky.”
Brand, “were the traps still there and in good shape?”
I said, “still on the palette, and the horse dragged them to the field, then the men did the deploying.”
We sat down and had a drink of ice tea Brandy had made, but the ice had melted, though it was still cold and good.
Jacob lit up and said, “now all we have to do is wait for supper, with any luck it will be barbeque rabbit.”
I said, “yes, and most of the work was done by others, but they can have all the extras.” Brandy, “did you bring me anything from the mall?”
I said, “I was focused on moving a load, I was notshopping.”
Jacob pulled out a five foot leather whip, and setting it on the table said, “I saw this and thought of you.”
Brandy picked it up and gave it a crack saying, “this will go nicely with my collecting, nice to see someone was paying attention to more that their load.”
Jacob, “I don’t like to go anywhere empty handed, and that’s not making its way back to my place, she don’t need one.”
I said, “it’s not about need, she just likes to have something smooth and hard in her hands.” Brandy, “and don’t forget about long, I like long ones.”
I said, “that’s because you ware out the short ones.”
Jacob, “are we still talking about whips?”
Brandy took a sip of her tea and smiled, I did the same.
Jacob then said, “never mind, I don’t want to know.”
I pulled out the raspberry brandy and we put a shot in the tea, then passed the pipe around. During the next half hour the drums told us two rabbits were already caught in the traps we set out, then a few more during the rest of the hour, as we sat back eating cheese and relaxing. Barb stopped by to see what we were up to, and the two women worked in the garden for awhile, as Jacob and I went to look at my elevator.
I said, “I told her I would try to get it working again, but I’m not sure if it wouldn’t just be safer to make it drop.”
Jacob, “I don’t know, the cables look good to me, you just need to run new power lines to the wenches. Your windmill puts out enough juice, even in a mild breeze up here, to run the thing. Of course you will need another palette of batteries as a backup, and cutting the call to the rest of the floors would help.”
I said, “yes, only the elevator controls and top floor, I have a key for that.”
Jacob, “has anyone tried to use it since the power went off? That is to say get it running again.” I said, “it’s been locked in place here on the top floor, the last place it was when all hell broke loose. I never tripped the holding brakes or put juice to the systems, but we may as well see what will happen.”
So we got a palette of batteries and set them up near the lift wench, then rand a new line over to my generator. I used my heavy-duty rubber gloves, and made the connection, and nothing blew or started on fire. We looked over the breakers and all seemed well, so I sent it to the bottom. The wench turned on with a jump, and the box shook the cables as it started to go. Then Jacob said, “is the bottom clear?”
I said, “last I looked, but that was months ago.”
We listened as the cable ran out its stretch, and twanged while the dust got shook off of it, waiting for the cargo elevator to hit bottom or something else. Thirty stories it had to go, and the time dragged on as we heard strange sounds coming from the shaft. Then the wench stopped and we heard the echo of a bell ring, and a few moments latter it rang again. I pushed the button for it to come back up, and the wench started up again, with a wine that sounded like it was in pain. Then as it keep pulling the motor smooth out, and the cable wrapped smoothly, we would soon see the lift again. We lit up our pipes and went around to the doors, waiting for its return, as I said, “well now that was the easy part, which one of us tries it first will be the hard part.”
He said, “not at all, your house, I can find my ownway down thank you,” then the doors opened and the bell rang with him saying, “don’t ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.” I blew a puff of smoke at it and said, “let’s get Brandy to try it, she will try anything.” Then we went back up to the roof and the women, and as we got near the table Barb said, “did you men fix what you were working on?”
Jacob said, “yes, go try it out, we need a test subject.”
I said, “no, that’s Brandy’s job.”
Jacob, “I just thought it would look less suspicious if they dint go together, if you know what I mean.”
Brandy, “we can send the car down in it first, then I’ll decide if I have further need of it.” I said, “do you think she put me through all that work just to get rid of the car?” Jacob, “I try not to think around women, it’s not good for the health.”
We sat down and had a tall glass or tea with honey, and talked about what we did. Brandy said, “I hope this new hook up will not put the lights out, but then you were always good at finding things in the dark.”
I said, “yes, but remembering what happened is another thing.”
Barb, “feel grateful, I got way too many times in the dark I want to forget, but then he says good morning.”
Jacob, “I stopped saying good morning to you a long time ago.”
Barb, “only because when I’m looking at your face I say, “what’s good about it?” Brandy, “yes, they do tend to misunderstand things like that.”
I said, “here’s an idea, party until just before dawn, then sleep until afternoon and avoid morning all together.”
Jacob, “sounds like a plan to me. How many rabbits have we caught so far?” Barb, “the drums said two dozen by the time you came up, that’s rich trapping grounds.” I said, “I would raise some to eat, but why bother when they’re so easy to catch.” Jacob, “it’s never the catching that’s hard, it’s the keeping, and seeing to distribution that puts the sweet into it.”
Brandy, “that’s when having a reputation works for you.”
Barb, “and not one for pulling short hairs out of your teeth either.”
Jacob, “I told you, I was drinking raspberry brandy, that’s why it was red.”
Barb, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Jacob, “neither do I, that’s what happens when I try to think around women.” Brandy, “they both can stop at just think.”
I said, “hay Jacob, want to go for a ride in my car?”
Jacob, “sure, start it up and point me toward the edge.”
We all laughed and brandy said, “no driving that thing on the roof, even if you do find fuel that will work in it.”
I said, “we don’t need to start it, I can push it with the power palette jack.”
Brandy, “in that case the car will never be in the way, and it does have a nice sound system, I guess we won’t be needing that elevator after all.”
Barb, “but nice work men, we’ll let you know when to bring up a truck load of food up in it.” Then the two of them started to laugh, so I said, “Barb, are those your panties with the hockey sticks and words “penalty box” written on them, in my hot tub room?”
Jacob, “is that where she left them last night?”
Barb, “oh you can have them, I have thirty more at home just like them.”
Jacob, “next month I think she is going with a yellow G string.”
Brandy, “I need a new leather thong, the last one was chewed threw, and I don’t think it was the rats.”
I said, “you know she makes things all the time, just to see how far it will go, but I have not chewed a thong in a long time.”
Barb, “this one is always chewing on something, it’s hard to believe what he puts in his mouth.” Jacob, “I don’t know why, most of it is put there by you, including many of my words.” And Jacob and I did a high five with a good smack, the he passed the pipe. We all started laughing again, and were not sure at what. I took a puff and just shook my head at what a trip it is to have company. As the time passed, so did the suns power over our day, and I went to get the rabbits we would use for tonight. I stayed at the field just long enough to get four rabbits and hear the word about all the rest, then back I came, just like going to the store for supper. This time I left the music off, and listened to the wind as the night sky was coming for us, and floated home in silence to land safely. With a string of rabbits in hand I returned to the barbeque area, and setting them down said, “the drums may have been ahead of themselves, the count was just at two dozen when I got there, here are four of them.”
Brandy, “more than we need, I’ll have them ready soon.”
Barb, “I’ll help,” and they took the rabbits to be cleaned.
I sat down and lit my pipe as Jacob said, “a buck, two dogs and now all these rabbits, you are having a good day, and I’m glad to be in it.”
I said, “a snake as well, and I finally got those short hairs out of my teeth.”
Jacob, “were there ever any there to start with, or has this just been another game the two of you have been playing?”
I said, “confirming or denying anything, defeats the purpose of saying nothing.” Jacob, “keeping my own mouth shut is my problem as well, saying what I shouldn’t and not saying what I should , I think the animals are better off.”
I said, “the animals do their share of talking as well, and sometimes what is said leads to blood.” He said, “that’s what I mean, a animal will get to the point right off, you always know where you stand. But with a woman it’s always a game of being keep off balance, and so called communication is just infiltration for intelligence to be used against you.”
I said, “and yet you keep talking.”
Jacob, “yes, I can’t help myself, and she loves ever moment of it.”
I said, “I hear ya man, I really do.”
Jacob then said, “hay, want to put a bit of a scare into them? Let’s take the elevator down and bring up a palette of something.”
I said, “that would put a scare into me not them, your stoned.”
He said, “I certainly hope so, I’ve been smoking enough. But I was thinking of just sending the palette jack down, and we us a zip drop off the side of the building where it’s safer. It will look like we rode in the the lift.”
I said, “you’re still too stoned to do a thirty story wall drop, so that means you will have to take the elevator.”
Jacob, “you’re right, it’s just not worth the effort,” then he hit the pipe again. The women were soon back and the grill was cooking again, as we turned on some jazz and talked about the past few days, how much had happen and the goods traded. Then TT came in on the zip-line. I greeted him as he unhooked and welcomed him back to my place, then we went to the barbeque area.
Brandy, “so nice to see you tonight TT, did you come back for lost underwear?” TT, “did you find them? They had hokey sticks on them.”
Brandy, “very funny TT.”
TT, “house rules, give before asking, so I give humor.”
Brandy, “and what are you asking for this time?”
TT, “just the chance to remember last night, and a few minutes of your husbands attention.” Brandy, “a lot of people are still trying to remember last night, but if you want my husband’s attention, I find putting my ankles behind my ears does the trick.”
TT, “I’m not as flexible as I once was.”
Brandy, “please set down and tell us all about it.”
He sat down saying, “thank you, it all started when I was dating the triplets, but I’ll save that for another time. I want to trade for the rabbits being caught by the field, so half can be farmed this winter for meat, and the rest pay workers for the field.”
I took a drink then said, “you move right in don’t you?”
TT, “I see an opportunity here, and a way to make it even better with no work for you.” I said, “you have my attention.”
TT, “just tell them I’m taking half of the live rabbits, the rest will take care of itself, and I will take care of you.”
I said, “sure, you can farm rabbits for me. We will catch them and you can feed them, then all winter long we get fresh rabbit to eat without going out to hunt it.”
TT, “and the field is safe from them, without taking away winter food.”
Barb, “that’s thinking ahead TT, now what are they going to plant?”
TT, “what we have, a joint venture of some growers that will transplant their crops or give seed for others, I’m still working out the details. But we will set it up so the horse drawn equipment can do most of the work, and people will have to work together on this.”
I said, “I think we are making a good start, Laurence has some ideas for a dear fence that can be put up quickly, and power to a wire.”
TT, “yes, a number of people are in on this one, and there will be more. When the time comes to pass out the profits there will be hands out more than once, that’s when I will need strong word to keep control, we may work hard and get little at first.”
I said, “the word is the rabbits that get caught in our traps belong to Jacob and myself, so people know what we do and what to expect, your just farming them for us. As for what comes off the field, we will deal with that as it comes, and anything else that may come up. Is there anything you want to add to it Jacob?”
Jacob, “sounds about right to me, and in just a few we will be taking care of four of those rabbits.”
TT, “then it’s an understanding. I’ll leave you to your meal, and thanks again for last night.” Brandy, “such a short visit TT?”
He said, “lots of things to do before I stop to eat, this day has been a full one, and tomorrow just got fuller.”
Brandy, “well then it’s been nice to see you, and if I find her underwear I will save it for you.” TT, “they’re not hers their mine, I like the silk ones better, it’s a comfort choice.” And with that he was off. I saw him to the zip line, and we had a few brief words, then over the edge he went zipping to the next building. I went back and sat down saying, “looks like what we started this morning has got a lot bigger.”
Jacob, “and better for us without the work, I like doing things early in the day, sets me up for the night.”
Brandy, “set up for a lot of nights now, wow, this is a major deal.”
Barb, “it sure beats eating rats in the winter.”
I said, “or the cat that ate the rat, or the dog that ate the cat, but the bear will be my new liven room rug. We have rabbits being raised for us as well as a crop, milk and cheese from goats, plus fish in barrels. The dear just won’t stay out of my sights for long, and our garden is doing good, yes I think we are set for now.”
Jacob, “don’t forget lots good smoke and drink, as well as supper ready.”
Brandy, “add to that two beautiful women, to share with you, and you have it made.” I said, “okay, but we didn’t cook for six.”
She tossed a small wet towel at me and said, “wipe your eyes, before I whip your ass.” I wiped my face clean and said, “and you got a new whip to do it with, thanks to Jacob.” Barb, “can I see? A good whip is what I need.”
Jacob, “don’t let her near it, she’s dangerous with those things.”
We started eating and Barb asked Brandy what she put in the sauce, she said some new spices that she got and some brandy. We poured shots of that for each of us, and the potatoes that were roasted with the rabbit were delicious. The whole meal was a nice way to end a very good day, and we dragged it on until the coals were out, and it was time to get some alone hours. Then Jacob and Barb thanked us for another evening, and headed home on the zip-lines. We took little Sage down with us to the liven room, and kicked back for a bit there, decompressing from the day.
Brandy said, “well this has been another one to write about, you sure did some trading today.” I said, “yes, overall a good day, set us up a bit.”
She said, “I should think so, it would take you all day tomorrow to beat this one, so why don’t you just sleep in until afternoon or so.”
I said, “don’t tempt me, it may happen anyway.”
Brandy, “where do you think TT is planning to keep all the rabbits?”
I said, “I don’t know, maybe he has a deal with High Harry, I think his labs would take care of a few hundred.”
She said, “it’s the perfect combination, I only hope he doesn’t start cloning them, or doing weird experiments.”
I said, “I want blue rabbits with orange stripes on them.”
Brandy, “whatever for?”
I said, “I just think it would be cool as well as futuristic, and if they ever got out they would make easy targets.”
She said, “I’m sure we can airbrush a few to try your theory on, should we use glow in the dark as well?’
I said, “now that would help, with my new night scope I would spot them right off.” Brandy, “I don’t think we will be doing any sport hunting, that cannon would not leave enough to salvage.”
I said, “if we had glow in the dark bunnies running around here, we would not need night lights.”
She said, “true, our feet would of already have stepped on, what bare feet should not.” I said, “then we better leave them to just mushroom dreams.”
Brandy, “that’s where they came from in the first place.”
I said, “well I don’t need either of them tonight, I am beat.”
She said, “yes it’s been quite a day, I’m ready for bed myself, and I mean sleep.” I said, “lead the way, I’ll work on the rest.”
So she got Sage ready for the night, and I made my way to bed. After she slipped in with me, and we got comfortable, we drifted off together for dreams of hidden thoughts. The morning cry of daybreak and baby Sage woke us, and I grabbed Brandy’s breast and said, “got her first.”
She hit me with my own pillow and said, “it’s not noon yet, go back to sleep,” and rolled out of bed.
I said, “okay, but you can’t say I wasn’t first this time.”
Brandy, “didn’t you say that it was not always good to be first?”
I said, “that sounds like something I would say, but I’m not first all the time, once in a while it is you.”
She said, “I’m not getting into that right now, go back to sleep.”
And she went out with Sage in her arms, as I laid back and closed my eyes again. I stretched my arms and legs, then yawned, and took a deep breath. The sound of birds chirping outside of my window, and the warm sunshine on my face, put dreamland behind me. I tossed the covers off and laid there for a moment, then rolled over and sat on the bed. My eyes opened wide to look out at the morning, and only blinked a few times as I got them focused. Some light rain was in the air, and it had a clean crisp smell to it. I put on my heavy robe and slippers, then went to the bathroom. After washing my face and taking a piss, a fart later I was ready to head for the kitchen. Finding the water hot I made a cup of tea, then stoked the fire and put more wood in it. Then I got out my sourdough, and put part in a bowl with the ingredients for pancakes. I was stirring it as Brandy came in saying, “I thought you were going to sleep until noon?” I said, “I am asleep, and dreaming of making pancakes, the stove is stoked and ready,” then I dipped a finger into the batter and took a taste saying, “yum, I sure do dream good.” Brandy, “dream up some sausage links while you’re at it, the sweet ones I like.” I said, “look around, there must be some crawling somewhere.”
She said, “not those, the ones made with maple syrup.”
I said, “I’ll dream up some hot apple pie while I’m at it.”
Brandy, “don’t forget the whipped cream, oh what the heck, toss in ice cream as well.” I said, “with hot fudge and sliced cherries.”
She said, “sounds good to me, I’ll start with a cup of tea first then work my way up to the rest.” I said, “one cup of tea coming up.”
I sat the bowl down and got a cup for her, and she took it from me saying, “the kitchen is no place to still be dreaming, go sit down and I’ll cook.”
I said, “okay, but don’t eat all that pie up on me while I’m gone,” then I sat at the table with my tea. I readjusted my bathrobe and rubbed my arms saying, “there’s a bit of a nip in the air this morning.”
Brandy, “yes, and some rain as well, but it don’t look like it will amount to much.” I sipped my tea and looked out the window as she put the pan on the stove and put oil in it. A rainbow was trying to form near the edge of town, as the rain let up and faded it away. The sound pancake batter makes as it hits a hot pan was soon heard, and that wonderful dream was coming true, I could even smell it.
Brandy said, “so you want to tell me where that pie went.”
I said, “is it gone already? I’ll have to get the fixings to make another one, try me tomorrow.” Brandy, “I’ll try you when they grow again, no use straining your imagination.” I said, “there’s a thing they call mock apple pie without the apples, it’s crackers and lemon juice plus other things, but never even gets close to the real deal.”
She said, “I can get my hands on a stash of pecans, now that’s a nice pie.”
I said, “go for it, we got meat to trade for things that will keep, you’ll need corn syrup.” Brandy flipped the pancakes saying, “yes, the other things I have. The ice cream maker is working if you want to try and make some.”
I said, “I can never get it right, and years of having the best the world can make has spoil my taste for the poor stuff.”
She said, “yes, just like sex, once you’ve had your best the rest is just reminding you of it.” I said, “I like being reminded of things, as often as possible.”
Brandy, “you’re also still dreaming.”
I said, “ya, but I’m getting better at it, those pancakes smell done.”
She put two on a plate and set it on the table saying, “they are, try them and see if they’re a dream come true.”
So I put butter and jam on it and dug in, as Brandy poured more batter in the pan, and ate a pancake rolled up as finger food.”
I then said, “I was dreaming of sliced pecans, maybe I’ll get it right next time. Perhaps I’ll dream of banana, now that would be a challenge.”
Brandy, “try for pineapples and mangoes while you at it, and toss in a few ponds of coffee.” I said, “okay, but you know you’re always hungry again an hour later after dream food.” Then she flipped the other pancakes and said, “then we better stick with these, I don’t think the day will give us time to eat every hour.”
I said, “they may not be a dream come true, but the sourdough makes the difference.” Brandy, “yes, we must keep refilling the batch so the culture can keep growing.” She put the rest of the pancakes on a plate and came to the table. After giving me another one she put honey on the rest, and I put some butter and honey on my last one as well. The quick to make, and even quicker to be gone food, was enough to get a start on and I said, “well, I guess I ought to put more than my robe on this morning.”
Brandy, “or embrace nature nude all day like Daisy.”
I said, “that will get your tits firmed up in the morning.”
She said, “that would be the first thing you would think of.”
I said, “no, just the first thing I said. My first thought was of shrinkage, as my ball are cold.” Brandy, “well then I would say, to go put them someplace warm, but I don’t want to start something you may not have time to finish before company shows up.”
I said, “that’s why we live in such a secluded spot with only a guarded zip-line to it, and a halfway stop when flag is down, as well as the traps. Dropping in on us went our flag is still down can get you a bad reception.”
She said, “who says our traps are still on, or flag down?”
I said, “my flag is my pants, and when they are down, you’re the only trap I need.” Brandy, “you say the sweetest things in the morning, too bad about that shrinkage, maybe you should put something on.”
I said, “and I love you too, let’s get our flag up. What should I ware today?”
She said, “two 9mm’s, two machine guns, two swords, a rifle and a crossbow, as usual.” I said, “that still don’t get my flag up or shirt on, but a warrior in the buff can still be a bad ass.” Brandy, “how about jut a cup to keep the boys warm?”
I said, “it’s a start, I’ll see what I can find.”
So I went to the walk-in closet and checked my wardrobe. I had racks of choices, clothes were not a problem, years of free shopping had got me the best. I found a leather codpiece with a fur lining and strapped it on, then walked out and said, “this will do.”
Brandy, “you better cover your ass, if you want other’s out there to cover your ass, not just look at it,” and we both laughed”
I went back in and replaced it with a set of hunting-ware, and a lined vest. Socks and boots latter I was ready to strap on the rest, and Brandy said, “there’s my warrior, the hardest working hippy I know.”
I said, “better to be a hard working hippy, than to just work hard at being one.” Brandy, “yes, the only thing you should work hard on is getting hard, and you may not write that one down.”
I said, “all come on now, the boy needs to know his mother really talked that way.” I strapped my guns on and put my swords in place, then went to the roof for a stretch and a look around. The air was still very fresh, and I took it in deeply, as I walked around the roof and checked things out. The guard on the next roof was having a smoke and I waved to him, he waved back then a runner got there, and I went to the zip line to pull the flag and open the line. After it was clear he came over and said, “morning sir, I bring word.”
I said, “and a good morning to you, lighten your load, what’s the word?”
He said, “TT has transport for rabbits caught at field with your traps, men need word it’s okay.” I said, “word heard, load lightened. How’s the lines, wet and slick?”
He said, “yes sir, but firm and well bolted down.”
I said, “well I think flying without wire may be even faster, so I’ll take word to the field now. Do you have any needs before you go?”
He said, “no sir, thank you for asking, have a good day sir,” and he was back on the lines. I went to the stairs and yelled down to Brandy, “I’m going into the wind, look for me when you see me,” and got to my flyer. Off into the wind I went, over the buildings and streets, to the field near the mall. I did a scout of the area, then came down near the end of the field, this time with the music off. Then I talked to the men there, and looked over what was caught. This area was a breeding ground for the rabbits around here, and another three dozen or so were caught last night, but the numbers per hour were going down fast. Good for the gardens to come, bad for the rabbits, and anyone that livedof of them in the winter. But we were going to take care of that problem as well. I asked where the live rabbits were going, and was told High Harry was taking them in, so it was just as I thought. Most of the brush had been cleared away from this edge of the field, so the traps were all moved, and they started to burn some of the brush. I used my crossbow to nail a few snakes moving away from the smoke, then got a few men to take some smoking wood to other places to drive them out. We had a nice controlled burn and scented the area so dogs should turn away, and most of the snakes were driven out. Then I flew to the goat park to see how things were. While high in the sky I could see far off dear running from the smell of smoke, here and there they would break their cover as they ran. A few seemed to be headed for the goat park, and its high fences that they will need to run around, so I did a dive that would cut them off shortly before landing. Hard to tell the speed of a dear from the air, they don’t travel in a straight line and the ground is moving as well, but as I got on my final approach to the fenced in area they were coming toward me. With ear plugs in and glasses on, I scoped and dropped three as I came down, and the rest of them keep running. When I came to a stop I yelled out to the tower guard, “how many did you get?”
He said, “I didn’t see them coming, they were too fast for me.”
I said, “well I can’t heard them any closer that that unless you open the gates for them, better get some men to take care of my drops.”
Laurence came out saying, “he’s the tower guard and you’re dropping more than him, I think I’ll give his rifle to Billy, at least he uses his.”
The tower guard sent out word to others to get the dear for me, while Laurence and I went inside. We talked about how well the work was going on the new field, and he said the polls and fence works were all right there at the old mall, waiting for the rest of the brush to be dealt with first.
I said, “well the smoke from the burn drove the dear this way, so you know they are making progress, and the rabbits are getting caught quickly enough.”
Laurence, “yes, you put out enough traps for the job, I hear TT is going to farm some for you.” I said, “your ears are sharp this morning, mine are still a bit off from the shoot, oh wait my plugs were still in.”
Laurence, “maybe some more raspberry brandy will help them, and your tongue as well.” I said, “I heard that, and I’m willing to try.”
He handed be the bottle and I took a drink then said, “thanks, hard work getting a month’s food before noon, maybe I should have slept in.”
Laurence, “you’re dropping more meat every day, and I heard five dozen rabbits caught.” I said, “yes, half will go to pay for the workers, and the other half will get feed and bread. This way there will be meat for the winter, and a way to get things done.”
He said, “things are sure moving around here in the past week, it’s like spring has sprung and I’m waiting for the something to bounce off me that I don’t want, but we can hope things work out,” he then took a drink of the brandy.
I said, “doing nothing get’s you the same, you know that, so just the divvying up when times are bad can be worth it.”
Laurence, “when times are bad, it’s the who is holding that gets the headache, and the promised to that give it to him.”
I said, “that’s why I don’t want to hold on to morethan I have time to guard, and the one’s that hold for me never have headaches, just me to deal with if things go wrong.”
He said, “you’re right, a bullet in the chest will never cause a headache, and those that deal with you or TT know the both of you have plenty.”
I said, “you know it has been a long time since either of us has shot anyone, ourselves that is.” Laurence, “yes, but your reputations keep it open, so trade deals are firm and respected. When one of you puts his name on a thing it is like the dear you just shot, you just give the word and it gets secured for you, no one puts their hands where they don’t belong.”
I said, “and backing that word up puts a lot of cargo on me, that wears you out, it’s hard and hungry work.”
He said, “have a few pounds of cheese and some milk to take with you, I’m sure that will help you keep up your strength.”
I said, “I’ll do that thank you. How’s the wolf, do you have him trained to heard your goats for you yet?”
Laurence, “yes, I just rattle his door gate and they all run back inside. Come see how he is.” So we went out front, and he showed me the run-line he put in, and the wolf was using it well. I said, “how did you get him hooked up?”
Laurence, “I just used the polls we made when he was caught, and snapped the chain in place, then pulling just enough to put a lock on had him. Next it was a pull on the gate from the other side of another one and he was running on the line. That’s why a rattle of his cage now gets the goats to go back in theirs.”
I said, “next we take him for walks, and he can guard the new field for a while.” He said, “stop asking for miracles, I do them on my own thank you.”
I said, “yes, I have been seeing them just about every day this week,” and I handed a piece of cheese through the fence to the wolf. He smacked his lips and stood there for more as Laurence said, “he likes my cheese, and I gave him some milk he made short work of, but if you let him at the brandy I will not be responsible.”
I said, “no worries there, he got a taste as a welcome to the family, the rest he will have to find on his own.”
He said, “I think my guards have been finding too much, not a one of them got a shot off at that heard of dear that went past, even thought it’s the kind of thing they dream of every day.” I said, “I told him you will have to leave some gates open, so they come inside to shoot at.” Laurence, “and I suppose you have a plan on how to heard and trap them, I don’t want to know, I already have enough to deal with.”
I said, “three are enough for one day, I’ll capture the heard when I have less time.” He said, “you will be feeding the whole town for a year, with a deal like that, if you could feed them.”
I said, “I’ll trade that to another, and just carry the load of my word.”
Laurence, “and your word may just get a thing like that done, if you can force mother nature to listen to it.”
I said, “I’ll sweet talk her the way I do my wife, she always treats me right.”
We then got my cheese and milk, and went to the flyer.
Before I took off he said, “now you tell Brandy to drink plenty of that mild, we want her to stay healthy and strong.”
I said, “will do, and thanks again for the cheese,”then I was off.
With the engine on and a good run, the air under my feet grew until I was high in the sky again. I waved at Daisy as I passed overhead and headed home, what better of a morning could I be having. Then it started to rain just before I got home, and I worked my way down as it became harder, and the deck was wet on landing. After a few feet of sliding I came to a stop and hit the switch to take the pad down. Looking up into the now hard raining sky as the lift went down, I wondered how this storm moved so fast and if it would last. When the platform was down I pulled the flyer off and sent my roof back up, as I went for a towel from a bench. After wiping my face and arms off I dried my weapons off a bit, then rode my bike to the other end of the building to get dry clothes.
Brandy meet me coming in and said, “it’s really coming down out there, and your wet, it’s good you made it when you did.”
I said, “yes, it started quite sudden, but I got a bit done before it did.”
Brandy, “take off your things and I’ll wipe your weapon for you.”
As I took them off I said, “always trying to get your hands on my weapon.”
She said, “you know I do my best to see you get a load off.”
I said, “let’s not start that kind of talk now, people may misunderstand what you mean by it.” Brandy, “how about I just say strip, and leave it at that?”
I said, “that’s as far as most men get,” and I dropped my wet things.
After putting on dry pants and a shirt, I went to my chair by the window. Sheets of water were coming down, and anyone that was more than fifty feet from shelter would be soaked, as well as any fires in the field. That put an early slow down to things today, but I had come home with three more dear to my credit, and meat to trade is credit making itself. I lit my pipe, and blew the smoke at the closed window, to see it get sucked through a crack and appear outside the glass. The wind then took it away, and left hard rain to clean the windows.
Brandy came in and said, “three down on your rifle ammo but all dry now, and so are you. So what’s for supper tonight and don’t say dog.”
I said, “I brought home cheese and milk, but dropped three dear on my way in to his place, all his guards never got a shot off.”
Brandy, “now you’re death from above, and a life giver to the hungry. This sets us up even better than yesterday, I hope TT is having fun with those rabbits while you keep us safe from the skies.”
I said, “they are going to High Harry, but I don’t know the rest of the deal, there is always a subplot.”
She took care of the milk and cheese, and made hot tea for me, then gave me a foot massage with some lotion. Between that and the smoke I was relaxed in no time, then she made grilled cheese sandwiches, and we had a bottle of wine. We put some music on, and kicked back for awhile on a rainy day. An extra log on the fire keep the chill out, and the flickering flames caught our eyes for awhile, as they danced to the crackling of the wood. We felt good to be in such a comfortable and safe place during a storm like this, and made love as the sky hammered at our windows, then took a hot shower together. Little Sage joined us to get clean, but choice that moment to clean out his bowels as well, fortunately he was still on milk and it washed away quickly. I put that in this so you will remember that you were not all that disciple yourself once, and will have understanding for your parents. That night brought your sister, and the days before it gave us all what we needed to get by. I’m sure you have heard many things about your parents, and I just wanted to put a few down for you to compare them with, but only you can decide what’s real for you. If I’m still around when you read this maybe we can talk and find it, but in any case good luck.
By Nibor, father of Sage, husband of Brandy.

Sage, “when I finished reading this I turned to my father and said, “thank you for writing it down for me. I can believe all the things about you, but was what you wrote about mom all true as well?”
I said, “perhaps you will find her diary one day, you never know.”
By Robin Miller 8/13/2010
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“The feel good flue”
By Robin Miller
A chronicle written by one of the 10% still alive, about the apocalyptic events that brought our world as we knew it to an end, and how some tried to survive in its wastelands and start over again, to build a new society. This diary keep by the main character tells of the plague that killed 90% of the world, and left one city with about 500 to find a new way to survive. In it he recalls a weak of high adventure and danger, as he works to secure the welfare of his family and others, from wild animals, raiders, warlords and the decay of law and safety. This is about a new warrior that makes changes in how things are, with as much passion as he makes love, and his wife that keeps both in line. A new city jungle complete with wild life and vines, 5 years after the apocalypse is the setting, and the top gun is taking care of business. Zip-lines from building to building is the norm for transport to stay off the ground, and in a hang glider in the sky he has your back with his machine guns. And somehow all the sex and drugs don’t get in the way, as the after the end of the world party goes on. This book should be for adults only!