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Boat Story: Menace Afloat

May 16, 2012

He’s as bald as a peeled radish. She’s as indifferent as an avalanche. His eyebrows reach outward, like an octopus’ tentacles searching for prey. Her dress would be attractive but for the belt that even Liberace would shun. His eyes dart back and forth from her face to the rest of the passengers as if gauging the group’s appreciation for her. When there is no outpouring of adoration, nor are rose petals strewn before her, his demeanor darkens. She places a pale hand on his sleeve, and, without looking at him, shakes her head ever so slightly. He relaxes but there remains a sense of foreboding. Super villains come in all types. And, sometimes, they ride the water taxi.


From → Not Bus Stories

  1. I love this Richard. You have such a way with words. And I love the “bald as a peeled radish” reference 🙂

  2. You’re back! Yay! We’ve missed you.

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