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a short story
A chapter in the book Random Rhyme and Petty Prose
Richard
by Bill Schott
Dick sat in the public library scribbling on a new writing pad. First, he drew circles, then triangles, and soon long thin lines.
His friend Gina saw him and stopped by.
"Working on a new story, Dickie?"
"Wasting time and paper mostly," he replied.
"What if I tell you about my day, and you take notes and see where it leads?"
"Sure."
"Okay," she began, "first I woke up between Cindy and Charlotte at Carl's place. Then --"
"Wait! Back up. You woke up BETWEEN Cindy and Charlotte?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Dick smiled and hunched.
"So, then I took a quick shower with Carl and --"
"Hold up! You showered with Carl -- Charlotte and Cindy's brother?"
"No. Carl, senior. I doubt that Carl junior showers unless it's after football practice."
"Whew! OMG, Gina! I am seeing you in an entirely different light."
"Neat! Turn that light onto that paper and punch out a story."
"Yeah! Right! I am hot to get going now!"
"Good. Glad I could help."
Gina headed off to a study group further in the library.
After thirty minutes, Dick's friend Rosey stopped by the table.
"Working on a new story, Dickie?"
"Yeah! Do you want to listen to what I've written so far?"
"You bet!" she replied.
He begins reading: "Richard woke up on the floor between Cindy and Charlotte, who were asleep in their twin beds. He scampered to the shower, where his master scrubbed him with soap and water, and brushed out his hair. Later, Carl walked with him in the park and tossed a stick to fetch."
"So, this is for the kid market, huh?"
"You think?"
"Sure. So, why did you call the dog Richard?"
"Dog?"
Dick sat in the public library scribbling on a new writing pad. First, he drew circles, then triangles, and soon long thin lines.
His friend Gina saw him and stopped by.
"Working on a new story, Dickie?"
"Wasting time and paper mostly," he replied.
"What if I tell you about my day, and you take notes and see where it leads?"
"Sure."
"Okay," she began, "first I woke up between Cindy and Charlotte at Carl's place. Then --"
"Wait! Back up. You woke up BETWEEN Cindy and Charlotte?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Dick smiled and hunched.
"So, then I took a quick shower with Carl and --"
"Hold up! You showered with Carl -- Charlotte and Cindy's brother?"
"No. Carl, senior. I doubt that Carl junior showers unless it's after football practice."
"Whew! OMG, Gina! I am seeing you in an entirely different light."
"Neat! Turn that light onto that paper and punch out a story."
"Yeah! Right! I am hot to get going now!"
"Good. Glad I could help."
Gina headed off to a study group further in the library.
After thirty minutes, Dick's friend Rosey stopped by the table.
"Working on a new story, Dickie?"
"Yeah! Do you want to listen to what I've written so far?"
"You bet!" she replied.
He begins reading: "Richard woke up on the floor between Cindy and Charlotte, who were asleep in their twin beds. He scampered to the shower, where his master scrubbed him with soap and water, and brushed out his hair. Later, Carl walked with him in the park and tossed a stick to fetch."
"So, this is for the kid market, huh?"
"You think?"
"Sure. So, why did you call the dog Richard?"
"Dog?"
His friend Gina saw him and stopped by.
"Working on a new story, Dickie?"
"Wasting time and paper mostly," he replied.
"What if I tell you about my day, and you take notes and see where it leads?"
"Sure."
"Okay," she began, "first I woke up between Cindy and Charlotte at Carl's place. Then --"
"Wait! Back up. You woke up BETWEEN Cindy and Charlotte?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Dick smiled and hunched.
"So, then I took a quick shower with Carl and --"
"Hold up! You showered with Carl -- Charlotte and Cindy's brother?"
"No. Carl, senior. I doubt that Carl junior showers unless it's after football practice."
"Whew! OMG, Gina! I am seeing you in an entirely different light."
"Neat! Turn that light onto that paper and punch out a story."
"Yeah! Right! I am hot to get going now!"
"Good. Glad I could help."
Gina headed off to a study group further in the library.
After thirty minutes, Dick's friend Rosey stopped by the table.
"Working on a new story, Dickie?"
"Yeah! Do you want to listen to what I've written so far?"
"You bet!" she replied.
He begins reading: "Richard woke up on the floor between Cindy and Charlotte, who were asleep in their twin beds. He scampered to the shower, where his master scrubbed him with soap and water, and brushed out his hair. Later, Carl walked with him in the park and tossed a stick to fetch."
"So, this is for the kid market, huh?"
"You think?"
"Sure. So, why did you call the dog Richard?"
"Dog?"
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