“Darlin, you must behave your interest on my matter; for what time has worth to some, I’m limited for but a few fragments. My purse has been bitten by hunger and left my mouth dry with thirst for your earnestness in my complication.
With her long slender legs crossed and bobbing nervously, a beautiful woman with fair blonde hair continued desperate and anxious in her claims of distress.
You see, I’ve killed a man and with that honesty I wish to hold, but by God must I live…for if I don’t the world will be beset by another of his kind…and I’m the only one which can see them for what they are.”
Mr. Quigley’s lips sweat with Louisiana Ice Tea, soggy up to the cigarette filter—a puff of smoke rolled into his wandering eye, laying upon the woman’s breasts and pinched it tight.
“That’s a directly queer claim, Ms. Claries. How might I take that from you? Is it that you need a boat to the Gator Bend to…dispose a man’s shell?” Quigley rubbed at the smoke burn upon his eye and sank into his rocking chair.
“Oh Heavens no Mr. Quigley, I desire no less than to rid the world of this man’s shell, but I will not harm the wildlife of Gator Bend with his damned flesh. I call it upon myself to the duty of eating that evil shell myself. It is why I need to be in Gator Bend during that act prior mentioned, for if I’m not far away from others than I may be given an act of illness upon them.”
“I see…” Quigley was bored with life, nothing seemed to surprise or have meaning to him anymore—last year a man visited his boating service and asked if he could rent out his basement for a night, the man was known to Quigley and his town as a sexual offender recently released for a series of accounts of rape; So long as you clean up and all is fair on your end, that being the money, if so I got no will to stop a man from having himself a time. During that long night of screams, Quigley sat on his rocking chair and smoked, curling gray clouds and not one word left his mouth.
The town of Gator knew Quigley as such a man that never opened his mouth to the law so long as he was given his due and many people gave Quigley his due.
