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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- ( a ‘Case of the Missing Fig Leaf’ Six )

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This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise

This is a ‘the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf‘ story. When last we saw Ms. Whitelaw

This week’s prompt word:

ERUPTION

Sieving her way through the crowd, Stacey Whitelaw got to the waitress station at the far end of the two-deep bar in time to see the Bartender send three drinks and a note to the bandstand; her curiosity was further piqued as the woman with as much hue as hair, stood and watched the waitress navigate the shoals of hips ‘n elbows between her and the three musicians on stage.

“I’m looking for a guy,” laughing at her choice of wording, Stacey was rewarded with an elevated eyebrow and a half-grin, even as the Bartender remained focused on the three men as they looked up from the middle of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro; the bearded bass player laughed a smile over the heads of the crowd, the drummer grinned and tom-tom’d his thanks, the guitar player, however, remained at the front of the stage, a frown corrugating his face as he read the note that accompanied the drinks.

Reading the name tag, Stacy persisted, “So Denise,” only to be interrupted as the guitar player addressed the crowd, “Thanks for coming out for this joint’s new house band, we have our very first request… oh my, it looks like AARP is in the house,” smiling at the crowd but looking towards the bar, Roger laughed and said, in a confiding manner, “What a surprise… a van Halen tune, ‘Eruption’,” the people standing in front of the band added their own sarcastic laughter.

“Hey, sorry to catch you at a bad time,” the look of practiced regret clutching the lesser muscles in the Bartender’s face almost convinced Stacey to ask somebody else but the sandbag fatigue from twelve hours moving against time zones inspired her to push through the jet-lag, “Sorry, man, I know this kinda jars with what you’re feeling at this moment, but I really need to find this guy, goes by the name ‘the Sophomore'”.

“No, don’t worry ’bout it, I saw the kid headed towards the manager’s office a little while ago,” the softening of Denise’s frown betrayed an affection all the more contrasted against the tired ache hiding at the corners of her eyes, “Follow the hall over there until you see a door with some way-tacky lettering spelling out MANAGER.”

“Listen,” Stacy put her hand on the wrist of the Bartender, where a leather and brass bracelet did a poor job of covering old scars, “Maybe after I find who I’m looking for, if you’re still on duty, I’ll buy us a cup of coffee?”

 

 

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Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one

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  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    It makes me wonder what Stacy plans to do to The Sophomore. A cup of coffee afterwards sounds like a good way to relax.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      they’re friends-to-be, I suspect. Thing is, she’s (in his opinion) way-too-cool for him but then again, he’s got some secrets in his own past that might change that

  2. “Sieving her way through the crowd,” – excellent phrasing and most appropriate for the MC, Ms. Whitelaw!

    And so Stacey is off in search of the Sophomore. Looking forward to that conversation.

    Let’s hear it for the Six Sentence Café and Bistro house band *woot!, woot!*
    (At least 2 of the 3 were enjoying a night off 😁)

  3. ceayr says:

    I think I need to see a brain doctor, Clark, because I’m starting to understand your ravings (well, apart from the characters who, except for Denise, remain a mystery).

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Dude! What a nice thing to say… lol
      (Maybe this will help… I understand that ‘real’ writers keep sketch books, loose lead binders and composition books full of thoughts, ideas and plans for future stories… I’m kinda doing that on the fly… wait how about a story from my youth?
      So me and a friend (junior high school age) were at his house one day in the ’60s and noticed the boxes from model car kits piled up in the back of his closet. You know, cars to be assembled from plastic molded parts that you broke off and assembled using a Schedule One model-car-assembly-substance*.
      Anyway we got it into our heads to make cars out of spare parts (and lots of glue!)

      Thats a good way to think about the characters and narrative as I work to discover a coherent story.

      I have it on good authority that this is how Stephen King, James Joyce.… Robert Sheckley got started.

      * I assume you people over there had, back in the day, what was referred to as ‘airplane glue’?

  4. ladysighs says:

    I had to sift my way though this story.

  5. Tom says:

    So the Sophomore is being hunted by Stacey during one of the SSC&B’s busier moments… but why? And why buy a coffee afterwards? I’m intrigued, Clark… intrigued!

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      (Don’t tell anyone, but the music video was picked to add a certain (and totally optional) layer to the story(ette)

  6. As long as Stacey plays nice with my friends, i approve.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Like any good scott, she has more energy than things to use it on…lol
      good heart, though

  7. Liz H says:

    Hope the sophomore is worth the long chase. But maybe the real purpose of winding up at the Cafe is the lass setting up drinks behind the bar?

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Interesting thought.
      You should stop by the Bistro sometime.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      there is that…guess we’ll all have to ‘stay tuned’

    • Spira says:

      Dear Liz, just give me a call and I will send the black limo…wait, nope…I will personally pick you up and bring you at the SSC&B with my motorcycle.
      Oh, and don’t forget your plastic straw…got a feeling we may have a use for it soon…

  8. Spira says:

    Sieving her way through the crowd…yet passed through the Gatekeeper like a red hot knife through butter…perhaps because he was away for a while.
    But…the omnipresent Gk is back.

    Excellent Clark. Fireworks at the ready :)

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Stacy, I suspect, had already passed the vetting on her visit (prior to being caught up (or, to be more precise) being a participant) in the inciting cause in ‘the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf’*

      cit. Chapter Three

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