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Something New – Part 33 (Again)

something new coverMy apologies that this part went up a month early. This is what happens when I work late at night. Clearly, that was a mistake!

Although the interview goes extremely well, Austin is so stunned and moved by Liz bringing some of the Magician’s Fund children on the show, he’s exhausted. Instead of going out to celebrate, he simply wants to go home.

“I know it would be fun to celebrate, but I honestly just want to go home and take a nap. That was emotionally draining.”

“Let’s plan on dinner,” Gordon suggested. “You can go home, relax and we’ll all meet up—where?”

“There’s a great restaurant in my building. Owen Rhys is the chef.”

“Sounds perfect,” Elaine agreed. “At eight?”

“I’ll call for a reservation,” Dwight said, taking out his phone. Moments later, he’d confirmed their reservation.

Stu dropped off Dwight and Austin at their building before heading to the Vogel Building. They went up the back elevator again.

“When did life get so bloody complicated?” Austin asked.

“About the time you got famous,” Dwight replied. “My phone is ringing like crazy.”

“I don’t hear anything.”

“Vibrate.” He pulled the phone out of his pants pocket, waving it around. “Only action I’m likely to get for awhile. Maybe I’ll just let it ring.” He winked and went home.

Austin started undressing as soon as he closed his door. He headed to the shower and let the hot water pound his back, unknotting his shoulders. Controlling his emotions had been exhausting. As much as he appreciated what Liz had done, it had brought all the horrors back. How he wished someone had done for him what he was doing for others. If he could save even one child or family from the fear and humiliation he’d felt, he would judge himself worthy.

He dressed in loose fitting jeans and ratty T-shirt. Walking around barefoot, he enjoyed the deep pile carpet. A lunch of Naomi and Dexter’s leftovers filled him up. He sipped a single beer and watched Farscape on DVD. He didn’t watch much television, but he loved to run marathons of favorite TV shows. He was deep into season one when someone knocked at his door. He paused the show and opened the door.

Liat stood there, grinning. “Mind if I join you?” She also was wearing jeans and a baggy shirt.

“Love for you to. I’ve been watching John Crichton whilst deciding whether or not to take a nap.”

“Can I interest you in something other than a nap?” She tugged his belt loops, pulling him close.

Austin smiled down at her, putting his hands on her waist. “I’d like that. I’d love to hope it involves getting naked.”

Liat playfully pushed him away. “I’ve known you since Thursday.”

“So, that’s a no.”

“That’s a be patient.”

Holding her waist, he walked backwards toward the couch. He sat down, pulling her down to straddle his lap.

“After all the sights I’ve shown you. Super novas in the beta quadrant.”

“That was just the light bulb going in one of the lamps.”

“Meteor shower in Sol Bea.”

“Styrofoam rocks hurled at us from the catwalk.”

“Bloody hell, I’m useless.”

“Almost entirely,” she replied, pushing him back against the couch.

“Well, the question burning in everyone’s mind, is this. How much of the last three days may we count as dates?”

She climbed off his lap, sitting close beside him. “Hmm. . . . We can count dinner the first night.”

“How about the snogging in my trailer.”

“Mm, no.”

“But I want to count it.”

“Why?”

“Because it was such fun. And now, may we include now?”

“Maybe. Depends upon what you want to do.”

“I’m a thirty-two year old man in a room with the most beautiful woman in the world. What do you think I want to do?” He loomed over her, his face mere inches from hers.

“Play Trivial Pursuit?”

“Not even close.” He smiled as his lips brushed her cheek.

“We’re having dinner with my parents soon.”

“And?” He nosed her hair, his tongue tickling her ear.

“And, if we do anything inappropriate—Daddy will know.”

He fell back, lying on the couch. “Dammit, that’s done it.”

“What?”

“The cock block I needed after the first time I kissed you. There it is. Your father will castrate me if I even think of shagging you.” He groaned, putting a pillow over his face. He pressed against it as if trying to suffocate himself.

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Something New – Part 32

something new coverFortunately for Austin, Liz isn’t out for blood at all. In fact, the interview goes very smoothly.

They parted and she calmed the audience down. The band played some jazzy music as they went on commercial break. When they came back, Liz grinned at the camera.

“I’ve got another wonderful guest to bring on. In fact, I have three and I’m going to bring them all on at once.” She turned to Austin. “You said when you got this job, it saved your life. I want you to meet these three young people who, because of your generosity, have grown and prospered. Please welcome Tricia, Shandra and Orlando.” She beckoned to the wings.

Three thin, nervous looking teenagers came on stage. They walked over to greet Liz, then stepped up on the dais to meet Austin and Liat. The two adults moved down, allowing the teenagers to sit closer to Liz.

“I know you’re confused,” Liz said. “I’m going to explain. Shortly after Austin took the part of The Magician, he asked the executives to put together a special fund to help students who were in dire circumstances. He purposely asked them to target teens who were in foster care and interested in theatre. A portion of his salary goes into this fund. The network liked the idea so much, they decided, unbeknownst to Austin, to match his money every month.

“They found three students who met the criteria and contacted the Department of Children and Families here in the city. Soon, word got out and several of our founding families heard about what Austin had done. They matched the amount, doubling it several times over. Now, the city facility has been upgraded and given a facelift. Kids like Tricia, Shandra and Orlando have an allowance that they can spend on clothing, books and educational materials. The money has also been used to open two new food distribution centers for families at risk.

“The program is expanding and targeting more students in the tri-county area. Other businesses and organizations are matching funds with any of their employees who wish to contribute. The Magician Fund, as it’s been dubbed, has already helped fifteen students and fifty families. My three young guests are here to give you something, Austin.” She nodded at the teenagers.

The blonde girl, introduced as Tricia, acted as spokesperson. The three of them stood, walking forward. Austin and Liz joined them. A line had formed at the base of the stage. There were more children as well as a few adults, lined up. They marched on stage and formed sort of a phalanx of people, standing at an angle to the audience.

Music started to play and the group sang God Save the Queen followed by The Star Spangled Banner. When they finished singing, they filed past Austin, presenting him with cards, drawings and photographs as the theme from The Magician played. When it got to the last three, Tricia, Shandra and Orlando came over once again.

“Thanks to your generosity,” Shandra said. “Our school was able to keep the theatre teacher instead of letting her go. She was able to get the money to put on a show and we’d really like you and your friend to come opening night.” She handed Austin an invitation and two tickets.

“I would be delighted. Liat?”

“Wouldn’t miss it.” She wiped a tear.

“Thank you,” Austin said. “You’re all bloody marvelous,” he said to the children and the group who had sung for him. “I don’t know what to say. Thank you hardly seems adequate.”

Shandra hugged him. Tricia joined her. Orlando couldn’t resist and added his scrawny arms on the other side. Austin was in tears. He’d never felt so loved. Liat sensed that he was overwhelmed and stepped forward, asking for hugs from the children too. The stage manager escorted them off the stage and the audience gave them a standing ovation as well.

Soon after, the show ended. Liz gave them each a big hug and they all said goodbye. When the cameras and lights were off, the audience filed out. Liz led them to the wings.

“Thank you,” she said to Austin. “You’re my personal hero.”

“Never been anyone’s hero before. I didn’t do it for the notoriety.”

“I know, but it’s worth drawing attention to. The more people who know about it, the more who will contribute. Everyone at the network has contributed, whether a little or a lot, they’ve all chipped in.”

“Thank you, too, Liz,” Austin said. “I was terrified when they told me I’d be on here today. I thought you were going to rip into me.”

“I only do that to people who deserve it. Made ya cry, though,” she teased, pointing at him.

“You did. But in the best way possible.”

They said their goodbyes and parted. Liat and Austin met up with her parents and Dwight back in the green room. They exchanged hugs and kisses before going back to the car. Stu opened the door proudly, ushering them all in.

“Watched the whole show,” he pointed to the limo’s television. “Good job, Austin! Where to?”

They all looked at Austin.

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Announcing One Night in Daytona Beach!

One_Night_in_Daytona_Beach_by_Dellani_Oakes - 200When I first heard about the City Nights series by Tirgearr Publishing, I thought it sounded like fun. My next thought was that no one would want to hear about the town where I live. For starters, even if it’s one of the oldest communities in Florida, hardly anyone has heard of it. So, I put the idea on the back burner. Then, I remembered that Daytona Beach is only a stone’s throw away. I’ve been there, know my way around and could find a good setting for a City Nights tale there. And so, One Night in Daytona Beach was born.

Admittedly, I had a couple false starts to my story. The rules of the City Nights series are fairly specific. It has to take place in a 24 hour period. Most of my novels and novellas take place over several days, pacing was a problem. Finally, I hit on the right combination and the story took off like a Harley Switchback, roaring its way forward at breakneck speed. I’m very pleased at how well it turned out. I hope you will be, too.

One Night in Daytona Beach is available for pre-orders now! Follow the link below to reserve your copy before the October 28th release date. If you buy through Amazon, the cost is only .99 cents! (.99p/ .99euc)

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Something New – Part 31

something new coverAustin arrives for his first interview. As he walks on stage, someone throws her panties at him, which he manages to dodge. He’s somewhat taken aback by the enthusiastic greeting he gets from the audience.

The audience erupted again. Fortunately, no more panties flew on the stage.

“I think the question burning on everyone’s lips—is this: Is that really your bum or a very buff body double?”

Austin sat down again, smirking saucily. “I don’t like to brag, Liz. But I do think it’s well known that I perform all my own—stunts.” He winked wickedly, smoothing his tie.

“I don’t suppose we could convince you to give us a peek?”

“I would, love, but I’m afraid it would cause a riot.”

“So, tell us about all this Irving business. What really happened?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. I thought we got along well, but our styles didn’t mesh. I regret what’s happened. But things don’t always work out as we’d wish.”

“I hear that you’ll be taking the director’s chair soon and that you wrote some of the episodes?”

“Yes, to both. Actually, my assistant, Dwight Wales and another gentleman, Paul Shrove, co-wrote the episodes. They’ll both be assisting when I direct.”

“What direction do you see the show going?”

“We’re hoping to try a few new things. We’ve decided to keep the same companion for a bit. We’ve just hired a lovely young lady who will be playing Morgana, The Magician’s latest. She’s from his home world, so they get along splendidly. The actress is such a good fit, we decided to keep her.”

“And she’s here today,” Liz said grandly. “Everyone please welcome Liat Fogleberg, Morgana!” She stood, clapping.

Austin smiled and stood. He stepped forward to help Liat up the rise to the platform and waited until she’d seated herself before sitting down.

“A little bird tells me that you two are an item,” Liz said. “Do tell!”

Liat glanced at Austin, smiling shyly. “Not exactly—yet. We’re giving it some thought.”

“Is he as yummy as The Magician?” Liz leaned forward excitedly.

“I’ve only ever kissed her,” Austin admitted. “I’m nothing like The Magician. He’s a horny old sod.” He blushed. “Can I say that on television?”

Liz laughed. “You just did! Is this relationship what prompted you to ask Liat to stick around?”

“Not entirely. She and I work well together and are really in sync. Her character also clicked with mine. Besides, I’m tired of getting used to new people every few weeks. It’s far better for the show to have someone more permanent with whom I can build a rapport.”

“We’ve taken the liberty of putting together a few clips from the show.” Liz directed their attention to a large screen.

They started with part of the first season’s gag reel, then started a montage of Austin’s ass shots. The audience went wild. More panties flew onto the stage and Austin dearly hoped that they weren’t recently worn, but suspected some may have been. Hiding his face behind his hand, he shook his head. Liat squeezed his fingers. They ended the clip with the dance he and Liat had done a couple days ago. The lights came up to more cheering and whistling.

“Thank you for that humiliation,” Austin said dryly. “Forty years from now, when I’m old and gray, there will be, preserved for posterity, my posterior.”

“Is it true you were living on the street before you got this job?” Liz asked unexpectedly.

Austin had anticipated this question, so he didn’t let his feelings show. He didn’t like talking about his former life.

“My early years weren’t easy,” he replied quietly. “My parents died when I was little. My father was drunk and ran them off the road into a tree. I was with the sitter at the time. I went into foster care and I left when I was fifteen, struck out on my own, and eventually ended up living in a hovel. The term starving artist would apply.”

Liz nodded, her eyes holding a multitude of emotions.

“So, when people make a fuss, toss their panties at me and cheer at the sight of my bum, I can’t help thinking how lucky I am. This is a dream job, so far separated from reality—Nothing about it is remotely real. This job, this arrogant, self-centered, butt wielding character with a saucy smile and great hair, saved my life.”

The audience was quiet for a moment before erupting into applause. They stood, clapping long and hard. Liz was so stunned, she didn’t even tell them to sit down for over two minutes. Liat clapped along with everyone else. She and Liz stood. The backstage crew came out of the wings and the band started playing The Magician’s theme song. Liz took him in her arms and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “Please stay through the next portion. I think you’ll like my next guest.”

“Thanks,” he replied, kissing her cheek.

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Something New – Part 30

something new coverAustin prepares for his first interview. Somewhat nervous, he’s glad to have Dwight appear with another shirt and tie. They both decide that they need serious intervention with their house keeping skills, since neither of them has any food to speak of.

“We can put in a grocery order when we get back. I don’t think you’re going to want to go to the store in the middle of all this.”

Dwight walked in with two thermal coffee mugs. He set one on the bedside table and flopped on the end. Austin tucked in his shirt and slid the tie around his neck.

“Here, let me,” Dwight said. “I’ve found the most amazing way to do up a tie. Bold, daring, simply gorgeous.” He stood behind Austin, talking as his fingers flew. When he was done, Austin’s tie formed a beautiful three point knot. “The trinity,” Dwight said proudly. “I’m working on the Eldridge, but it’s a lot trickier on someone else.”

“That’s gorgeous!” Austin leaned forward, examining the knot in the mirror. “You’ll show me?”

“I imagine it will become all the rage now. The Magician sports a new knot, nerds go wild.”

“We could invent our own and call it The Magician. Copyright it. Make a mint.”

Dwight chuckled. “You already make a mint.”

“Later, for when we’re old and want to retire.”

His assistant eyed him strangely. “Do you see us still being friends when we’re old?”

“Of course, don’t you?”

Dwight smiled, tears forming in his eyes. “Yes. But it’s good to know you do too.”

Tears formed in Austin’s eyes too. “You’re my best friend,” he said softly. “More like my brother, really. You take care of me and I try not to be too needy. Even if we didn’t work together, you’d be my friend because you’re splendid.”

“That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me. You’re my best friend too.”

He straightened Austin’s collar, smiling. His phone beeped. “That’s Stu. Come along. Her Majesty awaits.”

“I’d rather speak to the Queen. I don’t feel as if she’d be trying to verbally flail me.”

Dwight clapped him on the shoulder. “Liat will be there. You’ll be fine.”

The ride to the studio was spent in anxious silence. Austin reviewed the notes in his head. When they arrived, Dwight left him in the capable hands of the hair and makeup people. At least he was used to that process. It went quickly, though he was annoyed that the hair stylist made his hair look even more outrageous than Bunny did. He met up with Liat, her parents and Dwight in the green room.

“You look beautiful!” he complimented Liat, giving her a tiny, careful kiss on the cheek.

She was dressed in dark red which looked outstanding with her dark hair and eyes. An intricate ruby necklace filled the area between her neck and cleavage. Her dress was lower than he’d ever seen and he had to force himself not to stare. She had magnificent breasts, soft skinned and creamy, perfect orbs. Only the fact her parents were in the room kept him from openly ogling her.

An assistant of some kind came in. He sat on the edge of his chair, leaning toward Liat and Austin. “Lizzie will introduce you both. Walk out, shake hands, kisses are optional, but encouraged. Or cheek bumps,” he said, glancing at Liat. “We’ve set aside twenty minutes, but if she likes you, she’ll invite you to stay when she brings on her next guest.”

They nodded, wide eyed.

“Are you two together?” He motioned to their hands.

Neither of them realized they’d entwined their fingers until he pointed it out. Austin kissed the back of Liat’s hand, holding it casually. That had been covered in the briefing.

“Considering it,” he said with a smile. “A woman this beautiful is worth getting to know, don’t you think?”

The assistant flashed a genuine smile. “Yes, I do. We’ll call places in five,” he said before leaving.

They were called backstage a few minutes later. Liz finished talking about the day’s weather with her co-host and began the introduction. She mentioned Irving, her tone somewhat derisive, though she didn’t say anything negative about him.

“We have a special treat today,” she announced to her studio audience. “Straight from outer space, back from an interstellar jaunt, we have Austin Templeton, better known as The Magician!” She started clapping.

The stage manager ushered Austin onto the stage. He stopped on his mark, waving to the audience. Women leaped from their chairs, waving and screaming at him. Out of nowhere, a pair of pink, lace panties flew through the air, landing at his feet. Austin glanced down before searching the audience with his hands over his eyes.

“Not sure which of you lovely ladies threw those, but thank you. Not my color, though.” He stepped delicately over the panties and walked over to Liz, taking her hand. He raised it to his lips, kissing it seductively. His green eyes twinkled in the stage lights. “Hallo, love. Delighted to be here.”

Momentarily speechless, she showed him to a seat. She didn’t speak for another few seconds. Austin adjusted his tie and cuffs, looking around.

“Have I something on my face?” He walked over to the nearest camera, mugging at the lens as if checking his face for smudges.

Liz laughed. “I apologize. You’re just so—cute.”

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Sea of Destiny – Part 39 by Dellani Oakes

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sea of destiny coverKyle wakes the next morning to find Vera gone, but she left a note telling him thank you for the night, asking him to call her. He makes his way back to the ship, with a horrible hangover, only to find himself confronted by Carmelita.

“Michael Kyle Scott!”

“Don’t call me Michael. Don’t ever use that name again. Okay? Never.”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I’ve done something really stupid and self-destructive. Can we just drop it? Please? I just totally screwed up the best relationship I’ve ever had and that’s all you’ve got?” He

shook his head, trying to figure out where he left his aspirin. “If Emily ever forgives me, maybe I can put it back together.”

“Why wouldn’t she forgive you?”

“Because I got drunk and screwed another woman. The first time in thirteen months and it wasn’t with her. It was Vera something….”

“The company rep?”

“Yeah.”

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Something New – Part 29

something new coverGordon gives Austin the rundown on his interviews and calls upon his butler, Samuel, to assist them in preparing for the first one, which is the following morning. Austin is somewhat upset when he finds out that the show’s host is generally out for the interviewee’s blood, and has a reputation for making them cry.

Hardly reassured, Austin had Dwight send the information to his e-mail so he could read it later. They talked more extensively about his upcoming interviews. Fortunately, Liz Oglethorpe was likely to be the worst.

Afternoon led to evening and they decided to stay for dinner. Samuel wasn’t the only servant. They had a full staff of cooks and maids to wait on them. Someone prepared a delicious meal and they all ate in a lavish dining room done with mirrors and red flocked wallpaper.

After their meal, Dwight and Austin left. Liat wanted to go with them, but she hadn’t seen either of her parents in several months. They demanded time to catch up. Fortunately, they gave Liat and Austin a few private moments to say goodnight. Samuel chatted with Dwight, giving him further tips on how to coach Austin.

“Been a busy few days,” Austin said, taking her hands.

“Ridiculously so. I imagine the rest of the week will be worse.”

“I’m terrified over tomorrow. Will you be there?”

“Yes, she wants to talk to us both.”

He sighed, rolling his eyes. “At least we’ll be together, that’s something.”

“Don’t worry.” She pulled him closer. “Give me a kiss.”

“Don’t have to ask me twice.”

His lips brushed hers, barely touching. Smiling, he let the tip of his tongue trace her mouth before kissing her deeply.

Liat sighed. How could he kiss her so well her knees went weak? And never quite the same way twice, with a singularity of focus that no other man had ever given her. She’d tried not to let her mind fall into the darker regions, but when he kissed her like this, it was impossible not to imagine making love to him.

Her father cleared his throat behind them. Austin let her go, giving her one last peck on the lips.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Bright and early.”

“Goodnight all.”

“It will be all right,” Elaine assured him. “Not to worry.”

“You’ll be great,” Gordon said.

Austin and Dwight descended to the lobby. Stu met them at the back door and took them home. He pulled up in an underground parking lot that Austin didn’t even know existed. There was an elevator that required a key. Dwight took one from his pocket, working the lock. The door slid open and they pushed the button for their floor.

“Why don’t I know about this?”

“You don’t have a car. I pay extra every month so I can park inside. With the odd hours we keep, it’s handy.”

“I’m absolutely terrified about tomorrow,” Austin admitted as they walked to their apartments. “Do you think she’ll attack me?”

“Doubtful, not with Liat there. However, be prepared for her to know all about your background. She could get personal.”

“I’m not ashamed that I lived on the street. Not like I did anything illegal. I was poor. Sadly, some people consider that a crime.”

“It’s not a crime,” Dwight assured him. “But that anyone has to resort to it, is criminal. I’ll be by to check on you. Set your alarm for six. Wear this suit and I’ll bring a different shirt and tie.”

Austin clapped his hand on Dwight’s shoulder. “Thank you. For everything. I hope you’re well paid for doing your job, because you’re bloody good.”

“Thanks. I am. It’s nice to be appreciated.”

After resetting his alarm, Austin got ready for bed. He didn’t think he’d sleep right away, but surprised himself. Less than ten minutes later, he was asleep.

The alarm jarred Austin awake and he rolled out of bed feeling slightly hung over. Aside from a glass of champagne with lunch and one of wine at dinner, he hadn’t had any alcohol. He set up coffee and bathed while it brewed. He heard the door open and shut.

“Shirt and tie are on the bed,” Dwight called. “Can I snag a cup?”

“Help yourself, I made extra for you.”

“Thanks, you’re a life saver. I may be perfection on a platter for you, but I muck up my own life. I need groceries.”

“That represents the last of my coffee. I suppose I’ll have to get more.”

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Something New – Part 28

something new coverAustin isn’t quite sure what to think when he meets Liat’s father. Gordon is unlike anyone he’s ever met before. A commanding presence, he does come across as larger than life. Austin scores points when he recognizes Gordon from his Royal Shakespeare days back in the 1970s.

“Gordon. Or God, your choice.” He winked. “You,” he pointed at Dwight. “Can you type?”

“Hundred words a minute.” He wiggled his fingers rapidly.

“Excellent. Sam-u-el!”

“You bellowed, God?” The older man appeared once more, hands folded in front of him.

“Have we anything to type upon?”

“Only a top of the line laptop in your office, sir. Shall I fetch it for you, dah-ling?”

“Bastard,” Gordon chuckled. “Please. And we could use your help, old thing.”

“Already on it,” the older man said. “One moment.”

He scurried off and came back with a very fancy laptop that looked as if it had been custom built. He handed it to Dwight. They got it up and running seconds later. Samuel showed him the word processing program and settled back with his feet up.

“Designed that program myself. It does everything but wipe your bum. I’ll send you a copy. It’s the only way to keep his nibs on time.” He pointed to Gordon.

“Are you the butler?” Dwight asked.

“Sometimes. I think the last one quit, he hasn’t been in for several days. So I fill in. I’ll hire someone next week.” He shrugged. “Now, what can we do for you, Gordy?”

“Interview prep.”

The old man nodded, steepling his fingers. He started dictating to Dwight, who kept up remarkably well. They became so engrossed in their conversation, they ignored everyone else. The others moved closer together, leaving them to work. Austin couldn’t help overhearing things, but he chose to ignore most of the running commentary, trying to concentrate on Liat and her parents.

“Can’t show his bare bum on network TV,” Samuel muttered. “Best he keeps his pants on.”

“Excuse me?” Austin stood. “I’m not taking down my trousers to please the public. If they want to see my arse, they can watch the program!”

“Of course not,” Dwight said. “We just wanted your attention.”

“Why didn’t you just say Hey, Austin?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Samuel asked, smirking.

“You’re as bad as he is,” Austin pointed from Dwight to Samuel. “Evil. Both of you.”

“That’s why I work for God,” Samuel replied. “Because I’m Satan. Samuel Alan Thomas Aquinas Nichols.”

“Who names their child like that?” Austin asked.

“Rich, bored people with too many people they have to please. To be fair, I added Thomas Aquinas when I took my Confirmation name.”

“I’ve crossed over,” Austin decided. “I’m in Limbo or Purgatory waiting to be judged. I’ve God on one hand and Satan on the other. What am I supposed to do on these talk shows? Other than baring my bum, which isn’t happening.”

After scrolling to the beginning, Dwight handed him the laptop. Austin started reading. Samuel brought tea and Austin was still reading. He went through it several times to be sure he had it. Since he wasn’t simply repeating lines, but would be using the information to extemporize, he wanted to be sure he had the details straight.

“When is my first appearance?”

“Tomorrow morning at seven. City Today,” Dwight replied. “Babs texted me the entire list.”

“What’s City Today?”

“You don’t watch the highest rated, most enjoyed morning chat show on TV?” God asked, offended. “It’s the program that made the network famous. Used to be Stella Wienstein, but she got a bit too long in the tooth—”

“She died, I think you’ll find,” Elaine said. “Now, it’s Liz something.”.

“Her name is really Liz Something? Or you’ve forgotten?” Austin teased.

“Liz Oglethorpe,” Elaine snipped, laughing.

“She’s a barracuda in Prada,” Dwight said. “Bony bitch with too many teeth.” He mimicked an overbite.

Austin’s eyes grew wide and he paled. “Is she out for my blood?”

“Probably not,” Gordon assured him.

“Probably? I’m so dead.” He blanched, wilting slightly.

“You’re on the same network. I sign her paychecks. I very much doubt she’ll be too brutal,” Gordon said, smiling brightly.

“She likes to make people cry,” Liat warned. “That’s her thing.”

“I suppose it’s too late to back out,” Austin said.

“It would make you look childish and cowardly,” Samuel said. “Suck it up, son. You’ve got the balls—or should I say the bum, to take on that bony bitch.”

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And Itza Danced – Part 8

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And Itza Danced coverA new challenge has been struck and the answer comes back in the form of Vilfort’s head in a bag, his tearful son carrying it. Itza has her doubts, but knows she must do this to protect her family and friends.

Finally, she too stood and walked out of the shrine. The sun was sinking on the horizon, illuminating the sky in shades of rose, crimson, lavender, azure tinged with gold. Despite her fear, the sight did her good and she felt a little of the despair lift.

The fighting area had been marked out again in the same place as before. Crex had taken his position on one side of the ring. The same old farmer was back where he had been. Elveric did not seem to mind the fact that Crex was there, even if he was no longer his boss. He didn’t care, he was so…

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Something New – Part 27

something new coverAfter a successful interview, Elaine takes Austin, Liat and Dwight to lunch at Sarducci’s restaurant. While there, they are summoned to the presence, the GOD of broadcasting, Gordon Vogal, Liat’s father, and owner of the network, wants to see them.

He took a seat beside Elaine, his arm around her shoulders. Liat sat next to Austin, gripping his hand.

“You’ve been busy. Mummy tells me you’ve been masquerading as a Fogleberg.” He tipped his head, narrowing his eyes, but his smirk gave him away.

“Are you mad?”

“Why ever for? You got the part, didn’t you, all on your own merits.”

“Yes.”

“Then why would I be mad? What’s all this crap that’s been going on with my network in my city? What’s that annoying pimple of a man doing now?”

“He doesn’t mean me, does he?” Austin whispered to Liat.

“No, silly. Irving,” she replied.

“He’s saying Austin insulted him and called him names in public,” Elaine explained.

“Did you?” he directed at Austin.

“No, sir. Unless he’s a mind reader.”

“Mind reading,” Gordon waved it away, making a rude noise. “Very hard to prove in court. What did you do to make Irving so angry?”

“I took Liat to my trailer.” He held up a hand before her father could comment. “I’ll rephrase that. Pervy Irv was bothering Liat. Rather than see her karate chop his flabby arse, I took her with me to my trailer. We ate dinner, studied our lines and she went home. He didn’t like that I showed him up.” He shrugged.

“That’s it?”

“I called him sir in a snarky tone and did my best to follow his obtuse directions.”

Gordon burst out laughing. His blue eyes twinkled merrily. The tea arrived and Elaine poured, passing the sugar and cream after. Once they served themselves, they went back to their conversation.

“After inappropriate snarkiness, what did you do?” Gordon asked.

Austin thought a moment. “Said my lines, hit my marks and nailed the scene.”

“Why is the gimpy cretin saying that Austin called him names? Did you call him names?”

Austin shook his head.

“Why’s he saying that?” Gordon persisted.

“I flirted with Liat in front of him.”

“Did you kiss her?”

“Later. It was scripted,” he hurried to explain. “Pants on, I swear.”

“Yes, of course.” Gordon couldn’t keep a straight face. He understood the young man’s distress, but he wasn’t angry, simply confused. “Then what’s he banging on about?”

“No idea.”

“Then this is all just stupid, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir.”

Gordon leaned back, running his hand through his hair. “There are people starving in this city and he’s trying to raise a stink over something that never happened?”

“Precisely my point, sir.”

“Are you sleeping with my daughter?” Gordon shot at him unexpectedly.

“No, sir. I’m not.”

“But you’d like to.”

“Don’t make me answer that one, please. I’m thirty-two, single and she’s gorgeous.”

Gordon laughed, nodding. “The same thing I said about her mother thirty-six years ago when I met her. Have you had lunch?”

“Yes,” Elaine replied.

“Good. Did we have anything else to discuss to resolve this nonsense?”

“We’re opting to let it blow over. Babs is setting up interviews and arranging his schedule with Dwight and Sandy.”

“Everyone wants you, kid. How does that make you feel?”

“Terrified. It’s like being the tenderest steak in the shop. Everyone wants to grill you and have a bite.”

“Couldn’t have put it better myself. We’ll get you ready, no fear. I hear you’re some sort of genius at memorizing.”

Austin didn’t bother to ask how he knew. God knew everything. “Yes, sir.”

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