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OLWG#142- The Last Anyone Ever Saw Of Him

This was written for OLWG#142

Simon had to leave Oklahoma in a hurry. It was about 2:00 AM when he climbed out his hotel window in Rosston and headed to the Kansas state line. He made it to Ashland in a little less than an hour without spotting a police tail. He’d been planning on going to Ashland anyway; just not quite this soon.

It was still early when he rolled into town, so he found an all-night coffee shop where he could get a stack of buckwheat pancakes slathered with butter and syrup. A side of bacon and a bottomless coffee rounded out his morning. Passing time with Clarisse, the waitress, he learned that there were a lot of churches in town. Clarisse also told him, in no uncertain terms, that Ashland folks were devout churchgoers and God-fearin’ folk.

He told Clarisse that his name was Simon Garver, he never used his real last name, and that he was a bible salesman just come up from Oklahoma. He added that he had just gotten the job as Territory Manager and was trying to familiarize himself with the lay of the land and who the customers, and the potential customers, might be.

Clarisse told him that her last name was Jones and that her phone number was 555- 3279. In fact, she wrote it on the back of his hand with the blue ball point pen she normally used only to write on the food tickets that she passed to the kitchen.

“What’s the area code here in Ashland?” Simon asked.

“We’re six two oh,” Clarisse advised. She added that to his hand. “I get off work at eight. I can show you around town some this morning, if you want.” She added. “We got a few Christian bookstores here in town.”

“That’d be great,” Simon said, “You sure it’s not too much trouble?”

“No, not at all.” She smiled that smile that used to make her Momma nervous, when her Momma had still been alive.

The prompts were:

  1. that was the last anyone ever saw of him
  2. Simon doesn’t like you
  3. selling bibles

3 thoughts on “OLWG#142- The Last Anyone Ever Saw Of Him

  1. A fun read while I sit here waiting for the plumber. Sounds like the pair of them have some con-game attraction thang goin’ on.

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