This Sunday I decided to use a snippet from a WIP short story, Laid To Rest. This is for Viven, a faithful folllower of the Richie, Tommy Ray and Darlene adventure. I think I finally may have the ending in sight.
For newcomers: This is a humorous story set in the 50's in Stuttsville, Mississippi. Richie and Tommy Ray were stealing gas out of the mayor's Caddy while he was visiting Darlene, who works as a secretary during the day and has a home-based business selling nooky at night. The mayor dies of a heart attack while having sex with Darlene. Richie comes up with a scheme to make some easy money. He contacts the mayor's brother and offers to make the mayor's death look as if the heart attack happened while he was on his way to a Mason's meeting.
There are other snippet links under the Laid To Rest tab. Darlene's posts about the history of personal hyigene and real men don't wear ruffles are now on Darlene's page.
The current snippet comes as they are on the highway. Richie is driving the Caddy with the mayor on the passenger's side. Darlene and Tommy Ray are following in Richie's old Chevy.
Darlene rolled down the window and looked at me like I didn't have a brain one. "Richie, you don't pull over when you've got a dead body in the car with you!"
"I've run outta gas."
"The mayor didn't have no gas in his Cadiallac?"
"I thought the very same thing when I was sucking on the hose," Tommy Ray admitted with a solemn nod and Darlene let out a shriek.