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One Drop In Time
by Darrel Bird
Ratings:
35 pages36 minutes
Summary
A man heads out to Las Vegas only to get lost in the Nevada desert.
Publisher: Darrel BirdReleased: Jan 5, 2014ISBN: 9781310229879Format: book
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One Drop In Time - Darrel Bird
One Drop In Time
By Darrel Bird
Copy©right 2013 by Darrel Bird
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One Drop in Time
Gene Gordon was a genius, at least in one way. In most other ways, he was a complete klutz. He couldn’t get a date if his life depended on it…and it did, at least he felt like it did. He had been to Las Vegas once, and with the peculiar way his mind worked, he got it into his head that women were more promiscuous in Vegas than anywhere else, and might jump in bed with him for a drink or two.
He headed out in his old beat up Ford from Los Angles to Vegas, and decided to take the long way around through Death Valley. His old Ford tooled along the road, the rods knocking like they had been for a month, and Gene Gordon couldn’t fix a car if his life depended on it, which it might for anyone going through Death Valley in the middle of summer. It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford a new car. He had stacks of money, because he never spent any. It never entered his mind as long as the one he had cranked up. Gene Gordon was what some folks would describe as a couple cans short of a six pack.
What he could do is wade around in computers like he was taking a stroll in the park, and that was the reason the suits at IBM taken him under their corporate wing. He drooled when the young women passed him in the Los Angeles IBM installation, but they would have nothing to do with the likes of Gene Gordon. His desire for a female finally got the best of him, so there he was tooling along until he suddenly slammed on the brakes of the Ford, and nearly slid into a road ditch. There was a split in the road, and nary a sign that could tell him which way to go, because some teen-age boys had decided to take the bullet riddled sign for their bedroom the day before.
He sat idling the Ford, a soft bonk, bonk, bonk exuding from the engine compartment, Huh; I wonder which of these roads lead to Vegas?
as his visions of curvy women melted in the heat devils coming off the hood.
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