Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s weakly contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, subject to the Rule of Six.
Previously, in our SSC&B story…
Prompt Word:
WIND
The tall, thin man exhaled blue-white smoke towards the man opposite him in a non-adversarial challenge to the cloud bank of cigar smoke through which Lou Caesare’s eyes could just barely be discerned.
“As your host, I feel the need to apologize for the interruption by the non-invited and, might I say, rather naïve visitor currently skulking down along my bar.
The Proprietor’s voice, while neutral in tone, carried sufficient interrogative lilt to both assure and invite input from his guest as he continued,
“And, as much as I’ve enjoyed our conversation, I’m certain you have pressing matters back at your establishment; perhaps moderating a colloquium for new associates on advanced techniques in loan collection and bad debt recovery,” the tall, thin man smiled in a manner reminiscent, perhaps, of Mr. Rogers… upon being informed that Lady Aberlin had tossed his luggage and stereo and stuff out the window of her home in Make-Believe-Village.
A vaporous tsunami of laughter rippled like wind through the cloud of cigar smoke,
“Not for nothin’ but modern hypo-legal lending organizations such as mine prefer ‘payment enhancement of non-performing debentures’ over ‘which hand do you write with’.”
Lou Caesare, glancing to the right towards the bar, spat on the floor and leaned forward, allowing his jacket to hang looser on his left shoulder and continued,
“My aunt Rosalina, god rest her soul, used to tell us young kids the story of La Signora del Gioco; a spirit who could manifest itself in various forms, usually as a ghost or as a huntress, while at times it appeared as a beautiful girl who lived in the woods, dressed only in hair, with a look capable of bewitching people.
Now, I’m as respectful of the old ways as the next guy, but I kinda think that caliber and muzzle velocity stacks up pretty good against curses and witches, ya know what I’m sayin?”
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Love these exchanges with Lou. And the music: such a fabulous voice; fabulous song. And oh, Veronica – “You say I am profane, but I say I am profound.” Quite so.
I can’t say it enough, how fortunate I feel to have characters appear, become increasingly real and leave me in the role of stenographer lol
Loved the story, Loved the music, thank you 😊
I vaguely remember Mr. Rogers. So Lady Aberlin tossed his stuff out the window of Make-Believe-Village? Is that her in the picture?
I suspect that caliber and muzzle velocity will stop the the human side of witches, but their curses might slip past.
yeah (though not a rabid fan of the show) I was teenage and totally fell in love with Lady Aberlin!)
A vaporous tsunami of laughter, I like that! I liked the music too.
yeah… jeez the mutant-level creativity of those who produced that… totally green with envy
Amazing mashup, or did this combination occur IRL? Lovin’ it!
Super Six! This episode plus that music.
I so love the sound of Lou’s voice and as much as we should not like a man of his dubious line of work, you got to love him, lol.
“Lou Caesare, glancing to the right towards the bar, spat on the floor and leaned forward, allowing his jacket to hang looser on his left shoulder and continued,..”
Nice bit of writing showing us, all we need to know about Lou at that moment. Excellent.
thank you