Big Inca

To: Bill

From: The Boss

Date: May 27

Why, there’s a flood of new cash flowing through town, and the mayor can’t find a better way to tap into it? What a little pig-fricker! We’ll show him, then.

Corruption, even if it’s only bribery, is a disease. Once it takes root, it just keeps getting worse. It takes courage to get rid of it. Better just to nip it in the bud.

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Big Inca

To: The Boss

From: Bill

Date: May 5 

She picked up again:

“yrUBbury, as always, remains a blight on the landscape. Thus I envy you the heaven you seem to have found. As things go now, I deserve one, but all is not bad.”

She was off to do independent research on a tribe of Indians, “during which I will try to make some absurd but factually substantiated analogy or correlation between agriculture and artistic talent.

“So, good luck or sense of being, whatever. If you are ever in the vicinity, just as the day follows the night, stop by.”

I’m beginning to wonder if she could have been the love of my life, if it just weren’t for that one unidentified obstacle.

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Big Inca

To: The Boss

From: Bill

Date: May 2  

Hilda wrote again: “I found your address in the want ads, which struck me as a little crass.”

Worse things have happened.

She’s studying, among other things, History and Archeology of the Peruvian People, Anthropological Linguistics, and Political Geography, as well as auditing Science Fiction … she was recovering from “a four-day holiday of the Hebrew variety” and sharing an apartment with a “bunch of plants and a roommate that’s lasted longer than ever before. It’s good. There’s a rubber tree in the corner.

“Yours truly.”

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