The Duke, Part Twenty-Eight

The Duke, Part Twenty-Eight

THE DUKE Part XXVIII Darren slunk down in the back seat of the Corvair, bracing his arms and legs against the jerky half-wild movements of the car’s body as Jimmy drove even wilder than normal.  Star seemed highly entertained by the dangerous driving exercise,...
The Duke, Part Twenty-Six

The Duke, Part Twenty-Six

THE DUKE Part XXVI   Darren went to the table and dutifully pulled out a chair and sat down, more than a bit worried that someone might come along and see him with Mrs. Levy dressed the way she was; or undressed the way she was. “I’ll throw something on, for the sake...
The Duke, Part XXV

The Duke, Part XXV

THE DUKE Part XXV   Sergeant Cross looked up at both he and Jimmy, but made no comment about why the other boy was there.  He simply waited, his tiny office filled by the three of them, two smallish chairs and the desk the sergeant sat behind.  There was no room for...
The Duke, Part Twenty-Four

The Duke, Part Twenty-Four

The Duke Part XXIV Johann Strauss, the composer of the Blue Danube Waltz, took over the next few minutes, as the three of them sat on top of the thick concrete slab that made up the protective roof of the closed and shuttered observation slit below.  All the WWII...
The Duke, Part Twenty-Three

The Duke, Part Twenty-Three

THE DUKE Part XXIII  Darren went back inside and began the real work of getting the place ready, the kind he made himself do well but didn’t like at all. The work he loved was with the people, not doing the scut work before anyone arrived, although nothing would be...