Sunday, June 22, 2014

Love, Lust And Revenge

Revenger with Diablo
The afternoon sun shining off the coat of the steel gray horse glistened like it was covered with pearls. As he galloped across the sandy desert his long white mane and tail floated in the wind. The man on his back was wearing a white hat and a black duster which flowed onto the hindquarters of the horse making them looked fused together. Horse and rider continued loping on the gritty dirt through the sagebrush until they arrived at the banks of a river. A silver and black wolf followed the horse closely like a shadow. At the rider’s urging the horse swiftly waded into the river and the water slowly wrapped around its slate black legs and hooves until it almost touched the stirrups of the saddle.
The trees along the sides of the river were green and leafy and the vegetation around the water’s edge was thick and lush. Through the wispy branches the horse took notice of a coyote nervously sniffing the ground and the horse immediately became wary about what had spooked the coyote.
The horse’s attentiveness to the coyote alarmed his rider and he pulled his mount’s head around and cautiously guided him out of the water to the side of the trail where he brought the horse to a halt. He sat there waiting to see what the horse and coyote were anxious about but when the coyote saw the man on top of the horse it took off, man is a much bigger threat than anything else in the wilderness.
The man looked around to see what might have startled the creatures and as he did the silver and grey wolf came trotting out of the brush and ran up to the duo. The horse acknowledged the animal’s presence with a snort but still cautiously gazed about. Something had spooked the coyote and it wasn’t likely that it was the wolf. A lone wolf rarely attacks anything other than a rabbit and never a coyote.
Gabriel got off the horse, crouched down and peered through some scrub trees as he surveyed the area ahead. As soon as he hit the ground the wolf came running up to him.
“Are you out here causing trouble Cody?” The tail wagged as the animal came up for a pet. When the man stood up the black duster spread out around him like a cape and spooked the creature.
“Really? What’s got the two of you so jumpy?” Gabriel said to the wolf as he got back on his horse and pressed it to gallop through the river with the wolf following closely on his heels.
They followed the bend in the trail ahead and they soon entered a shabby looking town on the other side of the river. It was composed of several crudely built structures, some looked like houses, some looked like temporary shelters and the large permanent appearing building had several horses tied up in front of it. There was a sign on the front that had Whiskey and Beer carved onto it. Gabriel rode up to the saloon and stopped his horse, dismounted and threw the reins over the hitching post.
“Stay here.” He told the silver gray shadow that had immediately lain at the horse’s feet after he got off. Gabriel confidently walked through the door and strode up to the bar. The patrons stared at him, it was partly because he wore his gun strapped to his leg like a gunfighter and also because he was a stranger in a small town.
Gabriel was tall, lean and muscular with thick long dark hair and dangerous flashing black eyes. He was wearing a tanned elk hide coat and his gaze quickly surveyed the room registering the glances the men and women gave him which made him cautious. Neither the men nor the women seemed to be able to take their eyes off him. He knew he hadn’t ever been in this odd little place before so he was unsure as to why everyone was watching him so attentively.
He had been in a lot of small towns and he remembered them all and many of them were quite similar to this one. Most of them had a store, a saloon, a few house’s for the important people and assorted housing for everyone else along. The larger towns usually had a bank, a church and some kind of lawman, but there were a lot more small settlements than large ones in the territories he had been traveling through and they were usually pretty lawless.
Behind the bar the old man sized him up as he walked up to the counter. The bartender’s grizzled appearance was in stark contrast to the young man who had just walked in. His skin was taut, weathered and wrinkled, his hair was grey and his beard was white whereas the stranger was sleek, dark and moved with the grace of youth. The bartender was strong and sturdy and had no problem keeping the young cowhands in line but he had seen many more years pass by than the stranger standing before him had.
“Give me a whiskey please.” Gabriel politely asked.
“Sure thing, I haven’t seen you in here before.” He was trying to gauge the young man’s attitude.
“That’s true.” Was the terse reply
“What’s your name?” The bartender inquired.
“Do you need my name before I can drink?” Gabriel quipped.
“No sir, I don’t. Settle down now.” He didn’t want to rile the man up.
“I am settled, how about less talking and more drinking. My name is Gabriel.”  He responded with a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Why is everyone staring at me?”
“Don’t mind them, you’re new in town and there’s not much else to do round here. Most people call me Boss.” The old man was feeling at ease around the stranger.
Gabriel drank his whiskey and watched the men sitting at the corner table playing cards out of the corner of his eye. They nervously glanced over at him and whispered to each other. He could hear pieces of their conversation.
“Isn’t that the man that killed old Pete Wilson in Tucson last month?”
“It sure looks like him.”
“He shot Pete before he even got a hand on his gun.”
Gabriel ignored the gossip and finished his drink just as a cocky young man walked up to the bar.
“Can I buy you a drink?” The young man asked him.
“No thanks.” Gabriel answered.
“Are you too good to have a drink with me?” The young man became agitated.
“I already had one but if you’re gonna cause trouble you can buy me another one.” Gabriel quietly remarked.
The bartender cautiously approached the two men and poured a couple shots of whiskey and set them on the counter.
“I knew he wouldn’t pass up a free drink.” The young man smiled as he made this announcement to the saloon. Everyone nervously watched the two men.
“I let you buy me a drink so how about quit talking?” Gabriel was getting annoyed.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Nothing but what I said. I’m minding my own business so why don’t you do the same?” Just as Gabriel said that the young man reached for his gun and a second later he was lying on the floor with a bullet in his leg.
The young man cried out in pain. Comments quickly came from the men sitting around the saloon.
“It was a fair fight mister. He drew first.” Numerous men quickly chimed in their affirmation.
Gabriel looked around the room. “Alright then everyone stay where you are and I’m gonna leave. I had to shoot after he pulled his gun on me but he won’t die from his wound.” Gabriel put money on the bar for his whiskey and warily walked out of the saloon watching the men while he did so.
Gabriel mounted his horse and quickly rode out of town watching behind him for the men he was sure would follow. He rode to a nearby stand of trees next to a large outcropping of rocks by a watering hole after he was clear of the town. He got off and motioned to the wolf to leave and he tied his horse to a tree behind the rocks. He found a location on top that provided cover and waited for the men to come after him.
It wasn’t long before four men arrived, dismounted and allowed their horses to drink water while they studied the ground to determine which way the man they were tracking had gone. As they trying to figure out which way the most recent tracks went they heard the sound of a gun being cocked. They looked around and saw Gabriel standing on the rocks overhead holding a rifle on the man leading the group. That man was burly and had the look of a lawman.
“Put up your hands and drop your guns unless any of you think I can miss at this distance?” Gabriel fiercely stared at all of the men but he kept his gun focused on the leader of the bunch. The men slowly dropped their weapons to the ground.
“So what do we do now Hank?” A skinny nervous man wearing a gaudy leather fringed jacket addressed the man who was their leader. Before he could answer Gabriel did.
“If I were any of you I would get on my horse and ride out of here. You only have a couple of minutes to decide what you’re gonna do before I start shooting. It’s your choice which way this goes.” Gabriel kept his gun steadily trained on its original target as the men all pulled their horses heads away from the water and mounted up.
“If this little posse came after me because of the man I just shot you ought to go back and ask what really happened. It was a fight I couldn’t get out of. He drew first and I only shot him in the leg to keep from either one of us from gettin’ killed.”
Just then a man at the back of the pack went for his gun and Gabriel quickly shot it out of his hand and just as fast the gun was retrained on their leader.
“Okay, we get the message. We’re gonna leave.” Hank said and the men turned their horses around and galloped off.
Gabriel waited until the men were out of sight and picked up their guns. He retrieved his horse from where he tied it and then headed in the opposite direction at a rapid pace. He didn’t think the men were going to come back without their guns but he saw no reason to take any chance because they probably were going to want to come and pick up their guns. No man likes to lose his gun.
He took the bullets out of the guns and put them in his saddlebag and then tossed the empty guns out into the dirt. That way if they did come back they couldn’t accuse him of stealing their guns.
The afternoon sun was blazing hot and he was looking for a place to escape from the heat when he noticed a wagon up ahead on the horizon. He approached it cautiously and saw that the wagon was being hauled by four mules with two handsome sorrel horses tied to the back. As he got closer he could see a husky looking young man manning the reins with a beautiful woman sitting by his side and on the tail end of the wagon sat a teenage boy. The wagon was sagging low on its axles seemingly carrying a heavy load.
Gabriel saw an even odder collection of structures coming up than the last little settlement he was in. When .he got closer he could see several horses were tied up in front of the largest building just like at the previous location. The wagon arrived there first and stopped in front. There was a sign hanging out in front of it which said “Whiskey Stop”.  The saloons were by far the most popular places in any town he ran across no matter what the size.
While the man with the wagon was tying up the mules and gathering his family together Gabriel left his horse, with the wolf guarding it, behind the saloon. He walked around front to the swinging doors and entered. There were five men sitting around a table drinking whiskey and playing cards and another one wearing a black hat standing next to the bar.
“Hi stranger. What can I do you for?” The man by the bar asked him while sizing him up.
“I’m thirsty, hungry and lookin’ for a place to get some food and water for my horse.” Gabriel answered.
“You come to the right place. There’s a man at the stable next door that will feed and water your horse for two bits while you eat here.”
“That’s what I’m lookin’ for.”  Gabriel replied. Before he could say anything else the family came walking in from the wagon. The men looked up from their game and stared at the attractive woman.
“Can you tell me if there is a place to buy supplies around here?” The man asked the barman.
“Don’t you and your misses want to order a drink first?” The man in the black hat asked.
“Umm, sure. Water, we’ll pay for it.” The man nervously replied.
“I don’t serve water here. I got beer and whiskey.” The man poured two whiskies and a beer set them on the counter. “What brings you to Whiskey Stop?”
“We’re looking to buy some supplies and spend the night where we don’t have to worry about getting attacked by Indians.” The man nervously responded as he gave the beer to the boy and motioned to the woman to take one of the whiskies.
The men in the bar gazed lustfully at the beautiful woman as she took the shot of whiskey and drank it.
“You can camp next to town tonight. There’s a place across from this here saloon that stocks some supplies.”  The barman said as he looked out past the swinging doors at the fancy horses tied to the wagon.
“Thanks. How much do I owe you?” The man wanted to get out of there fast. The way the men were looking at the woman was making him nervous.
Just then the man behind the bar turned his attention back to Gabriel. “This is turning out to be a right busy day here. What did you say you wanted?”
“Whiskey and water.” Gabriel was thirsty after riding all day.
“We don’t serve water here.”
“Then give me whiskey and beer.”  Gabriel wasn’t surprised but he had to check.
As the man got Gabriel’s drinks the other man put money on the bar and quickly left with the woman and boy.
Gabriel drank the whisky and savored the beer as it flowed down his throat, it was refreshing. He paid and went to get his horse fed and watered. He was ready to leave this strange little settlement already. The men seemed treacherous and he had already dealt with enough of that for one day. Getting his horse cared for was the only important thing he wanted to do.
The family was still out front when Gabriel walked out of the saloon. “Howdy folks.”
The man looked at Gabriel and deduced that he wasn’t a threat. “Hi stranger, this is an odd little place here.”
“Yeah I suppose it is though there are lots of places out here that are all about the same. Where are you folks headed to?” Gabriel replied.
“A place called Los Angeles, California. We came out from Denver but we parted company with the wagons we were traveling with after some of the families got sick. We decided it was best if we headed out on our own. Now I’m not so sure it was a good idea.”
“I know what you mean but most of those men are harmless. You do have a fine lookin’ wife. My name’s Gabriel.”
“I’m Jake. This is my sister Anna and her son Jesse. Anna’s husband died in an accident on the trail about a month ago.”
“Sorry to hear that mam. I’m headed to California myself and then down to Mexico.”
“We’re going to get some supplies and camp here tonight and then head out in the morning. Would you like to join us for dinner?” Jake asked.
“That’s a mighty fine offer and I haven’t had a good meal in a long time. I’ve been livin’ on jerky, biscuits and venison. I’m gonna see about gettin’ my horse fed right now but then I’d be right pleased to have dinner with you folks.”
“I wanted to sleep in this place tonight because I knew we were entering Indian Territory and wanted to have a safe place to spend the night but those men in the saloon looked more dangerous than any of the Indians I’ve seen.” Jake commented.
“I saw the way they were lookin’ at your sister but the Indians I’ve met are kind of like rattlesnakes, if you don’t bother them they won’t bother you. The men in this town remind me of vultures, just waitin’ around to prey on the sick and the weak. With me and you around I don’t think they’ll bother you any.”
“I’d sure appreciate your help. You look a lot more capable than I do. I know I’m not much of a gunfighter and so does everyone else.”
“That’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’ll come by your camp after I get my horse taken care of.”
Gabriel and the family went about their business. He took his horse and saw the man at the stable. “For two bits I’ll feed, water and brush down yer horse and if you want to you can leave him here overnight.” The old man told him.
“I don’t need that, I’ll be back to get him in a couple of hours. I’m gonna leave my dog here with my horse but he won’t bother you if you don’t bother him.” Gabriel could sense the man’s nervousness but he didn’t care. The wolf and the horse were both safer if they were there together.
The man looked at the wolf with suspicion but didn’t object to its presence. Gabriel thought the men in this town seemed shady just like Jake had. Gabriel went to the building that was selling supplies next to the stable. He bought a few things for himself and a couple items to give to the family he had been invited to have dinner with. He bought bacon and eggs for the breakfast he hoped to be invited to the next morning. He still had some meat left in his saddle bags from the deer he killed for him and Cody as well as some flour, salt and sourdough.
While he was waiting he went back to the saloon and had another whiskey and beer. He got a few odd looks from the men still playing cards but they left him alone and that suited him just fine. He retrieved his horse and went to find the family.
They were set up just outside of the makeshift town in the westerly direction they were all headed in. Gabriel had been traveling for a long time and he was starting to miss the home and family he left behind. He was also looking forward to good food and decent company.
Anna was tending the fire when Gabriel walked into camp. She was a beautiful woman and he couldn’t help but stare at her. She had a sturdy build with fine features and beautiful golden hair tied neatly up on her head.
“Howdy mam, where’s Jake and Jesse?” He greeted her.
“They’re out gathering more wood for the fire.” She pointed behind the wagon. “What’s that following you?”
“That’s Cody. He and my horse, Diablo, have been on the trail with me for a long time.” Gabriel answered.
“He looks like a wolf.” She looked a bit concerned.
“That he is. I came across his mother dead in a trap when he was just a pup and I saved him and he’s been with me ever since. He watches over my stuff and helps me hunt deer. Diablo and Cody are my friends and we all watch out for each other.” He watched closely to see if she thought he was crazy. Most people didn’t call their animals their friends.
“What part of the country do you come from?” She changed the subject.
“I grew up in New Mexico. My mother is still there, I think.” He told her.
“You think? I’m sorry. You must think I’m nosy.” She said.
“That’s alright mam. I haven’t been back there for some time.” He didn’t mind. He hadn’t had a conversation with a beautiful woman for quite some time. “I brought some things for dinner, or breakfast.”
She smiled at him appreciatively. ”It’s been a while since we’ve had any company. We don’t need anything for dinner but you are welcome to come back for breakfast.” She turned away to tend to the food she had cooking.
Jake and Jesse walked up with their arms full of small branches.
“Welcome to our camp.” Jake commented.
“Thanks. I’m lookin’ forward to havin’ a good meal. It’s been a while.” That was no lie.
“Anna is a good cook and she has made a fine stew for dinner.”  Jake smiled.
“Gabriel brought us some bacon and eggs for breakfast.” Anna offered.
“Well it sounds like we invited the right man to dinner. This almost reminds me of how it used to be when we were back home.” Jake replied
“Can I pet your dog Mister?” Jesse asked.
“Sure. He’s kind of shy but he don’t bite.” Gabriel told the boy.
Just then Anna interrupted them. “Dinner is ready so get a plate.”
The four of them quietly ate as they appreciated the meal.
“Can I give the dog some food?” Jesse asked his mother.
“You should ask Gabriel.” She answered.
“I had to leave my dog at home.” The boy looked at the wolf sadly when he said that.
“Sure you can feed him. His name is Cody.” Gabriel called the wolf over and the boy offered him a plate with a small amount of stew in it. The wolf cautiously ate as the boy rubbed his head.
Jake looked at the scene and smiled. “We had to leave Jesse’s dog behind when we set out for California. He misses him a lot.”
“I understand. Cody is better company than most people I meet.” Gabriel sincerely added.
“I can relate to that.” Jake laughed.
When dinner was over Anna sent Jesse to bed and the three of them sat by the fire and enjoyed the last of the hot coffee.
“I’ll take the first half of the night and then I’ll wake you.” Gabriel told Jake.
“That’s nice of you. I was getting kind of nervous about being here after we went in the saloon. I feel much safer now. I’ll leave the place next to Jesse for when you come to bed Anna.” Jake responded and went to  in the back of the wagon.
“Why are you folks headin’ to California?” Gabriel asked Anna after Jake went to bed.
“Five years ago Jake and I lived in Kansas City with our parents. I met my husband, Eric, and after he asked me to marry him we planned to move to Denver where his parents lived. My father was a school teacher and he wanted to see the ocean so when I was getting ready to leave my mother and father decided to take the train out to California. They asked Jake if he wanted to go with them or stay with me until they got settled in and he chose to stay with me. After Eric and I moved to Denver we started a clothing store with the help of his parents. Six months ago my parents wrote us that Los Angeles was growing fast and that if we moved there we could open an emporium there and do even better than we had in Denver so we decided to leave our store with Eric’s parents and move to California to start a new one. The things they wrote us about California sounded amazing. They said it was warm and sunny all the time and father said the ocean was the most impressive thing he had ever seen. Eric, Jake, Jesse and I left Denver a couple of months ago. We decided to come by wagon because there were lots of things we wanted to bring with us that we couldn’t bring on the train, things we need for our store and some of the things my parents left behind. Now I wish we had taken the train too. We can’t go back now.” Anna looked sad.
“I haven’t been to California but I heard it’s a beautiful place. I hear they don’t have to worry much about Indians out there. The place I am headed to is south of there. I know what you mean about wanting to do things differently. Sometimes I wish I had done that too, mam.”  Gabriel told Anna.
“Quit calling me mam, my name is Anna.” She looked at him willfully.
“Yes ma…I mean Anna.” She was such a beautiful woman she was making him feel like a boy again. It was like back when he used to live with his mother in New Mexico.
“Thank you. You make me feel like an old lady when you say mam.”  She smiled.
“You are certainly not old and you are very pretty.” He nervously told her.
“Thank you and you are a very polite man.” She coyly looked at him.
“Not too many people would agree with you about that.” He was becoming tongue tied. He hadn’t flirted with a woman for a very long time.
“I find that hard to believe.” She stared at him.
“Believe it.” He got up and put some more wood on the fire. He smiled at her and sat back down. They quietly sat and watched the fire rise and fall and when it died down he put a little more wood on it and Anna got in the back of the wagon with her brother and son. Gabriel stood watch until the middle of the night when he woke up Jake to relieve him. Gabriel laid on his bedroll next to the low burning fire and slept for a few hours while Jake stood watch.
In the morning Anna cooked the bacon and eggs along with sourdough pancakes for breakfast.
“This is the best breakfast I’ve had in years.” Gabriel complimented Anna.
“Oh I doubt that. Besides it’s the food you brought for us to eat.” She smiled and looked down. “And I’m grateful you did. This is definitely the best breakfast we’ve had since we left Denver.”
“You’re a good man to know!” Jake slapped him on the back.
“I’m glad you all enjoyed it.” Gabriel replied.
“How long have you been away from your home?” Anna inquired.
“It’s been ten years. I was pushed into a gunfight with a man who was in love with the same woman as I was and I lost. Rafael, Victoria and I lived together on the same ranch. His mother was Victoria’s father’s cook after her mother died when she was a little girl and my mother became her father’s wife after my father was killed in an accident. Victoria and I were thirteen when my mother married Victoria’s father. Rafael was two years older than us and he was already in love with Victoria but she had grown up with him and thought of him as a brother. Rafael was determined to have Victoria and he had been practiced with guns ever since he was old enough to shoot a gun. One day when I was seventeen he made me draw on him. He shot me and left me for dead and took Victoria and left the ranch. I have been searching for the two of them ever since then. I also worked on becoming fast enough with a gun to beat him if I ever do find him.” Gabriel finished his story and became silent.
“That’s a sad story. Do you know where they are?”  Anna was touched by his tale.
“I have recently heard of a gunfighter with the same name of Rafael and he fits the description and he is with a woman who is beautiful with long dark hair. It may not be him but I need to find out. Once I find him I am going to quit searching whether or not he is the one I am looking for. I was told they live in Mexico, just across the border from California.”
“You said you have been looking for a long time?” She seemed amazed.
“Yes. It seems kind of stupid now but I can’t stop now. Meeting a woman like you makes me think I should a quit a long time ago.” Gabriel answered sincerely.
“That’s sweet of you to say, and that woman is lucky to be the object of your affection.” She smiled at him.
“I don’t know if that’s true or if she even cares anymore. She thinks I’m dead.”
Jake and Jesse came walking up. “We have the wagon packed up and ready to go. Do you want to travel along with us to California?” Jake looked at Gabriel.
“Sure, your sister is too good of a cook for me to say no. It’s safer to have two guns than one anyway.” Gabriel was interested for more reasons than that even if he wasn’t going to admit it.
“That’s a good point. I look forward to your company on the trail.” Jake responded.
Gabriel and the family headed on through Arizona on their way to California. The landscape went from brush and creeks to desert and then to lush grass and trees. By the time they got closer to Los Angeles they were back to desert again. In the evenings they made camp and while Jake, Gabriel and Anna visited around the fire Jesse and Cody played games together. Usually it was a fight over a stick.
They encountered several more odd little towns much like the one they all met at but they seemed to draw less attention with the four of them traveling together than they had as a threesome or a solitary man with a gun. Anna and Gabriel were becoming increasingly attracted to each other. Gabriel was beginning to wonder if there was any point in pursuing the man and woman he started out looking for but he felt driven to finish his search. Jesse and Cody had become inseparable buddies and Gabriel felt that when he needed to leave the family Cody might be better off staying with his new friend because if Rafael was as good as his reputation Gabriel might not be back.
Despite all of the dire warnings about Indians they very rarely saw any and when they did there were no confrontations. They only ventured into town when they really needed supplies. Gabriel and Cody were good at keeping them in meat. The four of them were resolute in their mission to reach Los Angeles.
    Gabriel had been on his quest to find Rafael and Victoria for so long he had almost forgotten what it was like to have a good time. He was even having trouble remembering how his life had been like when he lived in the small town in New Mexico with his mother after his father had died. He had only slept on a bed a few times in a motel since he had left and he had almost forgotten what living in a home was like. He missed his mother and even though he occasionally sent a letter to her he hadn’t received one back because he hadn’t stayed in one location long to get one. He was beginning to think his mission of revenge was ill fated but he felt like he couldn’t turn back now. He was even having trouble picturing Victoria but he was positive he would recognize Rafael, his memory was kept alive by hatred. Victoria was the daughter of a wealthy Mexican rancher who had owned the ranch next to his family and after his father died suddenly after an accident Victoria’s father helped his mother take care of the ranch and eventually when Victoria’s mother died his mother moved in with her father when Gabriel was thirteen and so was Victoria. His mother helped raise Victoria and Fernando helped raise Gabriel. Rafael was the son of Fernando’s cook and he grew up on the ranch alongside Victoria since he was a young boy and he was in love with her, he didn’t think of her as a sister although she thought of him as a brother. When Gabriel and his mother moved to the ranch Victoria was very enamored of the cute young son of her father’s new wife. Rafael was two years older than Gabriel and was not pleased with Victoria’s relationship with Gabriel. Rafael was already working as a cowboy on the ranch and was out on the range all day which left Gabriel and Victoria alone around the house and corrals where Gabriel helped with the horses her father raised. He had some beautiful horses and Gabriel had proved himself a natural when it came to handling them. Rafael was also good with the horses but he didn’t get to hang out on the ranch all day like Gabriel did. Gabriel thought Victoria was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, but he hadn’t been around very many girls. The small school he and Victoria went to only had ten kids in it and they ranged in age from eight to fourteen, after that age most kids had already started to work on their parent’s ranches and farms. Eventually Fernando married Gabriel’s mother and Rafael was really jealous of Gabriel. Competing with Gabriel for Victoria’s attention made Rafael come to hate Gabriel and Rafael practiced to become fast with a gun hoping someday he would have a chance to challenge him to a gun fight and win Victoria for his own. He knew he would need to make it a justified shooting or Victoria wouldn’t forgive him. Gabriel was aware that Rafael hated him, although when he first moved to the ranch they had been friends, bonding over being two young men riding, roping and shooing jack rabbits. After Rafael saw how much Victoria and Gabriel shared from their time in school together, as well as the way they started to look at each other he began to get really jealous of Gabriel. Their rivalry came to a head when Rafael caught Victoria and Gabriel kissing each other in the stable. That was when he decided to goad Gabriel into a gunfight with him.
   After many fist fights one day Rafael suggested to Gabriel that they have gunfight. Gabriel accepted and unknown to their mothers they picked a time to meet out behind the barn when they both knew everyone would be preoccupied. Neither one of them told Victoria about the fight but she had been suspicious when she saw them whispering. She watched them both walk out to the horse corrals behind the barn and followed them. She watched as they faced each other and turned and walked away. She figured out what they were doing and ran out into the corral.
    “What are you doing?” She yelled at them as they went their twenty paces from each other.
    “Get out of here.” Gabriel said.
     “Why? So you can shoot each other?” She was frantic.
     “Don’t worry I will win.” Rafael said.
     “I don’t want anyone to win.” She said.
     “It’s too late for that. I met you first.” Rafael replied.
     “What difference does that make?”
     “I loved you first. He can’t have you.” Rafael told her.
     “Who said either one of you could have me?” She told him.
     “You should get out of here. This is between Rafael and me.” Gabriel told her.
     “No it’s not. It’s between all of us. I don’t want you to fight for me.” She was pleading for them to stop.
      Gabriel looked at her. “I am not fighting because of you. I am fighting because he is disrespectful.”
      Victoria could see she couldn’t stop the fight and ran off to get the help of her father. As soon as she ran around the barn she heard a gun go off and ran back. She saw Gabriel lying on the ground and Rafael walking up to him.
     “I’m sorry. He drew on me as soon as you ran off.”
     Victoria turned and ran to get her father, “Help! Rafael and Gabriel are trying to kill each other. By the time she got around the barn her father, and Gabriel and Rafael’s mothers were already headed to the corral and they all went back to where the gun shot come from.
     Rafael was standing over Gabriel and he looked at everyone running towards him. “He pushed me into drawing on him, I didn’t want to.”
     “Get out of here. I can’t believe I took you into my home.” Victoria’s father said to him.
     Rafael looked around at everyone who was staring at him. “Believe me Victoria, I didn’t want to fight him.”
     Victoria didn’t know what to believe. They were friends. She just stood there frozen. Rafael walked over to her and hugged her. He pulled her towards him. She started crying and held on to him. He took advantage of her weakness and guided her towards two horses that were saddled and tied in front of the house.
     “Come with me querida and I will take care of you.” Rafael put her on the horse and rode off with her before anyone could get to them as they were all gathered around the fallen Gabriel.
      Rafael left with Victoria as the family was carrying the wounded Gabriel to the house someone went to bring the doctor back. Several hours later Gabriel came to consciousness and after several weeks of mending he was furious about what happened and that the family had allowed Rafael to leave with Victoria.
     No one had any idea where Rafael had taken Victoria. Since Rafael had fancied himself a great gunfighter Gabriel hoped that one day he would hear of him shooting someone and find him.
     Gabriel had worked his way through New Mexico and Arizona and recently someone told him they saw a man called Rafael in a gunfight in Sedona and that he had come from a little town just the other side of the Mexican border. Gabriel was determined to find Rafael and end his search, no matter what the outcome.

Gabriel and Jake rode down the Mexican desert for a very long time. They went prepared with lots of dried meat because they weren’t sure they were going to encounter anywhere to hunt or buy supplies since they had never been to this land or met these people. They were pleasantly surprised to find the people they met along the way were very friendly and offered to share their meals with them and they ate some interesting new foods they had never had before. Hot, spicy and very flavorful.
After a couple of weeks they were riding into the place they were looking for. It was getting dark and they noticed an unusual pattern of light up ahead. As they rode closer they could see a cross was lit up ahead.  That’s when they realized they had discovered La Cruz because the candles burning up ahead were in the sign of the cross. They made their camp for the evening outside the shrine of candles.
They rode ahead and made their way on to the pristine beach which stretched for miles with no visible life anywhere on it. Gabriel and Jake made their way down the shoreline until they got near an old hotel they could see from the beach. It looked like the one they had been told about.
They started towards it on the path through the jungle which intruded upon the sand with large coconut trees and dense foliage. As the trail got closer to the large overbearing building there were several small trails that led off towards the freshwater inlet that flowed into the ocean. This led them up the river to an estuary with a crocodile sunning himself on a log on the bank of the river along with Iguanas, turtles and snowy egrets. Gabriel and Jake had never seen anything like this.
They turned back and took the other trail and they walked their horses through the mangroves and other assorted jungle plants they suddenly came across large mounds of carcasses of strange large creatures. The horses were spooked at these mounds of rotting flesh. Neither Gabriel nor Jake had ever seen anything like this before and they resembled something out of a bad dream. The giant bodies were six feet wide they were stacked about ten deep in each in several locations off to the side of the path they had been walking their horses through. The horses were nervously reacting to the smell of death. They looked like fish but were large winged looking creatures with tails that resembled a scorpion.
“What the hell!” Jake involuntarily exclaimed.
“Look at the backs of these creatures, just the part right on top has been carved out and the rest of it has been left to rot.” Gabriel observed.
“Why would they do that?” Jake responded.
“I don’t know why anyone would want any part of a creature like this.” Gabriel answered.
“This is pretty strange. Maybe we should leave.” Jake said.
“Why? I still need to find out if Rafael and Victoria are here. You are welcome to go back. I am too close to finding what I have been looking for, at least I hope so.” Gabriel was determined to keep on going.
“I suppose you’re right. Just the same I would like to get out of here.” Jake answered.
“I need to get to the hotel.” Gabriel said and spurred his horse on.
They kept walking the horses down the beach until they got to the old and seemingly abandoned hotel. From the beach it had looked marvelous. It was huge, white and it resembled a giant mansion. It didn’t look like it was in ruins from there as they had been told.
They stopped their horses in front and a a young boy came running up. “Are you here to spend the night?” The boy asked them.
“No. We are looking for a man and a woman that are supposed to be living here.”
“What man and woman?” The boy looked at them curiously.
“Is there more than one man and woman living here?” Jake asked.
“Yes.” The boy replied.
“I am looking for a man named Rafael and a woman named Victoria.” Gabriel told the boy.
“They are here. You need to get off the beach. It is time for the jejenes to come.” The boy looked distressed.
“Time for what to come?” Jake asked.
“The jejenes. The meat eating sand flies. They don’t like smoke so we light fires and stand inside them until they leave the beach.” The boy looked sincerely worried.
“Lead us where we need to be then. We will follow.” As Gabriel said this the boy took them behind the hotel into a courtyard. There were several boys like him lighting piles of brush on fire that formed a semi-circle around the building. The boy motioned them to follow him and he walked through the smoky circle to a large enclosure covered with some kind of material with an entryway that the boy disappeared through.
Gabriel and Jake dismounted and were quickly surrounded by a cloud of biting insects. The horses started to jump all around and the men quickly led them in past the smoke that was beginning to swirl around them as they followed the boy. Once through the smoke the insects were no longer there and the horses calmed down. The boy motioned them to keep moving forward and he led them into another structure inside of the large hotel. Inside of it there were stalls with other horses and the boy led them to a stall.
“Put the horses in there, they will be safe. Follow me.” Gabriel and Jake did as they were told. They had never seen any place like this before. After the horses were safely inside the boy led them to the center of the hotel. As they entered the building they were amazed at how large the enclosed courtyard was. The rock walls were twenty feet tall with small covered openings to let in the light.
“Hello my old friend. I was wondering when you would show up.”  A deep voice said and Gabriel looked around to see a dark figure in an entryway. It had to be Rafael. He wondered if he would recognize him. The man stepped into the light. He was dressed in black and wearing pearl handled revolvers on his hips. Rafael looked a lot older than the last he time he saw him but Gabriel probably did too.
“I’ve been looking for you for a long time. You’ve been hard to find.” Gabriel stared intensely at Rafael.
Jake stood there quietly watching. He had heard the story and wasn’t sure what was going to occur.
“I’ve been here ever since we left New Mexico. You aren’t really looking for me are you?” Rafael glared at him.
“Yes I am. You shot me and left me for dead and I owe you for not finishing the job.”
Gabriel responded.
“Does that mean you wanted to die? I wasn’t trying to kill you, just to make Victoria think you were dead so she would leave with me.” Rafael’s lips curled to form a small smile.
“Do you really expect me to believe that? I didn’t want to die either but if you had killed me I wouldn’t have had to waste the last ten years looking for you!” Gabriel started to walk towards Rafael. Jake looked at him for instructions as to what to do. Gabriel motioned for him to stay out of it.
“Believe what you want. I knew Victoria first and she was mine. I didn’t tell you to come looking for us. We’ve been very happy here.” Rafael kept his eyes on Gabriel and started walking a large circle around him while keeping his eyes on Jake eyes.
“Shouldn’t she have had a say in what happened?” Gabriel asked as he slightly turned his body to keep Rafael in his direct line of site.
“She did, I asked if she wanted to leave with me.” He replied.
“You mean after she thought I was dead? Some choice.”  Gabriel took a couple of steps forward. Jake nervously backed up.
“It doesn’t matter now, she made the choice. I don’t want to fight you again. I won and it’s over as far as I’m concerned. Would you like to see Victoria or did you just come here to shoot me?” Rafael looked at him and turned and walked over to the doorway he just came through. He looked at Jake. “What would you like to do?”
“I’ll just stay here with the horses.” He replied to Rafael and looked at Gabriel.
“I am not sure what I want anymore. Victoria is here?” Gabriel followed Rafael towards the exit from the courtyard.
“Of course she’s here. She’s always been here with me. I know she would like to see you.” Rafael continued walking.
Gabriel followed Rafael as he walked out of the courtyard and into a hallway that led to the rooms in the large stone building.
“This old building was built by the Spanish after they built their fort on the cliffs and wanted a place they could easily access from the ships they came and left here from. No one was living here when Victoria and I arrived so with the help of some of the local fisherman who also needed a place to live we rebuilt it to keep the biting bugs away and out of the rooms. There are many people who live here now. Most of the men fish, which is what I do also.”
Rafael turned to look at Gabriel when he told him that. “You are a fisherman? I thought you were going to be a wild horse tamer?”
“I only did that because you were so good at it. I wanted Victoria to look at me the way she looked at you.” Rafael led the way to a room and opened the door.
Gabriel cautiously followed him into the room. It was very large and looked out over the beach and jungle he had ridden through to get there. “You have a nice view here.”
“Yes I do. I saw you and your friend ride in from the beach. It is a beautiful place, yes?” He looked to Gabriel for an affirmative answer.
“Yes it is. I thought you were bringing me to Victoria.” Gabriel answered.
“I am, she is in one of the other rooms. I will go get her.” Rafael walked over to one of the many doors in the large room. He opened that door and stood there and two children came running through the door, a boy about seven and a girl about five. Rafael disappeared through the door and Victoria followed the children into the room.
“Gabriel, how wonderful to see you.”  She was still a beautiful woman and she looked very happy.
Gabriel was speechless. He had been on this journey of revenge so long he never stopped to think what the new reality might be. “You look beautiful. I wasn’t sure I would ever see you again.”
“I thought I would see you. Rafael confessed that he made you fight him after we got here. At first I was really mad but he told me he did it because he had always been in love with me and he was afraid you were the one I loved and that he would lose me. Then he told me he only wounded you and he felt that you would be alright, although he told me you were dead when he convinced me to leave with him. I wrote my father a letter and asked him what happened to you after we arrived here. He wrote me back and said that you had survived and took off looking for Rafael and I.  I knew you would find us here someday. Especially since my father and your mother write us letters. I expected them to tell you where we were.”
“The joke is on me. I write letters to my mother as well but I never stay in one place long enough for her to write me back. I’m glad you’re doing well. Your children are beautiful.” Gabriel was beginning to feel very foolish.
“Are you going to fight Rafael?” She asked him with a worried look.
“That’s what I came here to do.” That was the truth though it didn’t seem to matter anymore. Why fight for a woman who didn’t want him.
“I don’t want to lose either one of you. Is there anything I can say to stop you from fighting him?” She looked worried.
“No. You don’t need to say anything. It’s over. I’ve wasted too many years chasing after you two and it’s time to quit.” Gabriel had a feeling of contentment wash over him. He had a good friend waiting to accompany him back to California where a beautiful woman and a young boy who needed a father were waiting for both of them.
“Why don’t you bring your friend up here so we can have dinner?” Rafael said from the door he was watching the reunion from.
“We can’t stay very long but I suppose we can stay for dinner and leave in the morning. Since you are now a fisherman what are all those strange dead creatures that we passed on the way here, the ones that look like huge scorpions?” Gabriel asked.
“They are called Manta Rays and only a small portion of them is good to eat. The fishermen take out that part and stack the rest of them in a pile. Then they take them and use them for bait to catch better things, there are many creatures that are good to eat on the bottom of the ocean. We never had this many kinds of fish to eat in New Mexico. We live on the things we get out of the ocean here. It is an amazing place.” Rafael was quite animated.
“Yeah I have already heard that.” Gabriel was being honest as Anna and Jake’s father had also been very excited about the things that the ocean had to offer when he had met him. Things seemed to be coming full circle. It was time for him to pay a visit to see his mother, after he and Jake returned to California and to Anna and Jesse.

Friday, June 13, 2014

Buffalo Chicken Fried Beef with Blue Cheese Mashed Potatoes and Buffalo Gravy

1 pound thin sliced eye of round, or something similar, pounded thin and cut into serving pieces
Hot Sauce and melted butter, about one half cup
Marinate steak in hot sauce and butter for about an hour
Take steak out of marinade and save marinade
Dredge in flour seasoned with salt and pepper
Fry in a couple tablespoons oil until steak is browned on both sides.
Drain oil from pan and add 3 tablespoons flour to make a roux and add leftover hot sauce and butter marinade, ½ cup stock and ½ cup milk or cream and salt and pepper to taste. Heat until gravy is thickened and serve with fried steaks and blue cheese mashed potatoes.
Blue Cheese Mashed Potatoes
1-1/2 pound baking potatoes, peeled and cut into 1" cubes
1 tablespoon butter
1/4 cup milk
¾ cup crumbled blue cheese
2 tablespoons sour cream, (optional)
2 tablespoons minced green onions
Salt and black pepper to taste

Place potatoes in pot and cover them with water and add about 1/4 teaspoon of salt per potato. The water should just cover the potatoes. Bring it to a boil and reduce heat to let the potatoes simmer and cover the pot. Turn the heat off after about 10 minutes. Check to see the potatoes are done in about 5 or 10 more minutes by sticking a fork in them. When they are just tender drain off the water and with a mixer or a potato masher make blend the potatoes to get rid of any lumps before adding the butter. When the potatoes are smooth and crumbly add the butter and mix it in well then add the milk and when it is well blended and smooth and creamy add the sour cream, cheese, chives and salt and pepper to taste. 

Monday, June 9, 2014

Open Faced Hot Turkey Sandwich with Crispy Stuffing

Sourdough Bread, toasted
Sliced Roast Turkey Breast
Stovetop Stuffing
Flour and Butter
Turkey Gravy

Cook your favorite stove top stuffing and cool, make it on the moist side. Form patties out of the stuffing and dredge them in flour and fry in butter in a sautĂ© pan on both sides until hot and crispy. Take a toasted slice of bread and place warm turkey slices on top, then add fried stuffing and top with warm turkey gravy. 

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Thief In The Night

      In the pitch black a lanky tall man with long brown hair neatly tied back with a bandanna moved stealthily around the building trying to find an open window or door to gain access to the house through. He eventually found an unlocked window and crept through it. He silently climbed up the stairs and gazed upon the soundly sleeping couple. He then entered the other bedroom and the young girl in it was also dead to the world so he went back down the stairs and entered the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and made a sandwich and ate all of it except a couple of bites which he left sitting on the counter while he quietly stole out of the house.
X X X X
     “Anna. Get Cassie and bring her into the kitchen?” Dan yelled.
      Anna went to her daughter’s bedroom and asked her to come down the stairs with her.
     “Which one of you two did this?” Dan glared at them as they entered the room.
     “Did what?” Anna didn’t know what Dan was upset about.
     “Look at the counter. It’s a mess.” Dan was staring at what looked like the remains of a sandwich setting on the counter.
     “So what? If Cassie was hungry it’s alright if she wants to make a sandwich.” Anna couldn’t believe Dan was making a big deal out of this. “We have plenty of food.”
     “I didn’t do that!” Cassie looked back and forth from her mother to her father. 
     “And what difference does it make who did it anyway?” Anna asked her husband. “Why do you always have to blame someone?”
     “So neither of you made this mess?” Dan was yelling now.
     “I didn’t get up in the middle of the night and make a fricking sandwich! Cassie you won’t get in trouble if just tell your father you got hungry last night.”
     “But I didn’t.” She looked at her parents like they were crazy.
     “I suppose someone broke into our house, made a sandwich, ate it and left?” Dan said.
     “I guess they did.” Anna defiantly answered. She couldn’t believe what a big deal her husband was making over a stupid sandwich.
     “Then you better call the police and tell them about it.” Dan replied.
      Anna went over and picked up the phone. “Hello. I would like to report a burglary.” She couldn’t believe how silly her husband was acting but she didn’t feel like fighting about it.
     “What’s your name?” The man asked.
     “Anna Baxter.”
     “When and where did the theft occur?” 
     “Last night at our house. We live at 2755 Elm.”
     “What items were stolen?”
     “Well, food is all we can tell for sure.”
     “What do you mean, food from the freezer?
     “No not exactly.”
     “Quit wasting my time. What was stolen?” The man on the other end was very brusque.
     “Someone came in to our house while my husband and I were asleep and it looks like they made a sandwich and I think they ate most of it and left.”
   “You are kidding right?” Came the skeptical question.
   “No. I thought I should report it but I guess I was wrong. Sorry I wasted your time.”  Anna quickly hung up the phone and looked at her husband sitting there watching her. “They thought I was kidding so I hung up.”
     “Well when the next house gets broken into and someone gets killed they will be sorry they treated this like it was a joke.” Dan seriously replied.
     “That’s probably true but I didn’t get the impression that they believed anything I said. I felt really stupid. I tried to warn them just like you wanted me to do.”
     “That’s all you can do. Don’t worry about it.”
X X X X
       The man ran around the outside of the house pulling at all of the windows but none of them came open. Then he went to the back door but it was also locked. He walked up to the front door and when he turned the door knob it opened right up. The man cautiously entered the house. He located the bedrooms at the end of the hall. There was a man sleeping in one bed and a woman sleeping with a child in another. He pulled the doors shut and went to the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator. He found a package from the labeled ‘stroganoff’ and opened it, ate it and put the empty box back in the refrigerator. He opened a bottle of wine and poured some of it into two glasses and left them sitting on the counter and drank the rest of the bottle which he took with him when he left the house.
X X X X
     When the woman woke up she got up to go back to bed with her husband. She noticed the door to the bedroom was closed and she knew she didn’t close it so she assumed her husband came in to check on her and their child and decided to just let her sleep. That was sweet of him. Then she went to their room and noticed he had shut that door as well. That seemed a little odd but then she didn’t usually get up and sleep in their son’s room. She went ahead and shut the door since she found it that way and got in bed with her husband. 
     “Why did you get up and shut the door last night?” Georgie heard her husband say as she was waking up.
     “Because when I got up from lying with Isaak after he woke up yelling you had shut his door and our door when I came back from his room.”
     “I didn’t shut this door or Isaak’s door. I didn’t even know you were in his room last night.”
     “What do you mean?”
     “I didn’t shut either door, why would I?”
     “Last night when I heard Isaak yell I got up to see what the problem was and then I fell asleep on his bed. When I woke up and left his room the door was shut. Are trying to tell me that you didn’t get up and shut his or our door last night?”    
     “No I didn’t.” Hal was starting to think Georgie was imagining things so he just shut up and went to the kitchen. When he got there he couldn’t believe what he was looking at. “Georgie, would you please come in here.”
     She was starting to get a little freaked out at the odd way her husband was acting. She put on her sweats and went to the kitchen. She was shocked by the sight she was looking at. “You want me to start drinking wine this morning?”
     “What do you mean? These two glasses were sitting on the counter when I walked in here.” Hal was looking at her like she was crazy.
     “Yeah, right, sure they were.” She couldn’t figure out why he was screwing with her like this.
     “I am dead serious. Are you trying to tell me you didn’t pour these two glasses of wine?” Hal looked really mad. Georgie was getting a little worried. What the hell was going on here she wondered?
     “No I didn’t pour the wine. What the hell is going on?” Georgie was starting to think she was in an episode of the twilight zone. If Hal didn’t pour the wine and she didn’t that only left Isaak, right? “Do you think Isaak could have done this?”
     “I seriously doubt it but if he could why would he open up a bottle and leave two glasses with wine in them on the table? Wouldn’t he just drink it?” Hal was giving Georgie a very odd look.
     “I have no idea, but why would I do it?” Besides getting freaked out she was getting pissed off at being accused of doing something that made no sense.
     “Well if you think he could have done this then get him out here and ask him why he did.” Hal was deadly serious.
     This couldn’t really be happening. “Isaak doesn’t know how to use a corkscrew. He isn’t even tall enough to even reach the wine glasses. Let’s get reasonable.” She was pleading with her husband to act reasonably.
     “If we are going to be reasonable then you must have done this.” Hal was glaring at Georgie.
     “Okay. I am going to get Isaak dressed and take him to school. Then I will come home and we’ll talk about this.” She didn’t know what else to do.
     “Okay. I’ll get the cereal out and you go get Isaak and bring him in to the kitchen and let’s see how he reacts to the wine glasses at the breakfast table.”
     Georgie didn’t like Hal’s suggestion but she didn’t know how else to handle this situation. She went in to Isaak’s bedroom. He was already up and getting dressed.
     “Did you have any more nightmares after I left your room?” She watched to see what kind of reaction he had.
     “No, I just had the dream that scared me that someone was in my bedroom. Then you came in and it went away.” Isaak sounded sincere.
    “Finish putting your clothes on and lets go eat some cereal. I am going to drive you to school this morning instead of your dad.” She wasn’t about to spill the beans about how odd things were going at the moment.
     “Okay. I need to go to the bathroom.” Isaak left his room for the bathroom. Georgie went to the kitchen.
     “Boy I don’t know what to think. Isaak is acting normal.” Georgie looked at Hal’s back as he was just standing in front of the refrigerator looking into it. “Can you bring the milk to the table?”
      Hal just stood by the refrigerator. “Did you eat the stroganoff we got from the market last night?” He sounded odd.
     “Yeah, right after we finished the lasagna we heated up for dinner.” She thought he was teasing so she kidded him back.
     “It’s not in the box. The box is in the refrigerator but it’s open and it’s empty. The wine bottle is also missing.” He sounded kind of freaked out.
     “This is getting too weird. What’s happening?” Georgie was getting scared. What the hell was going on?
    Isaak walked into the kitchen. He sat down at the table and looked at the bowl of cereal on the counter and looked at his parents. “Where is the milk for the cereal?”
     Hal turned and looked at him blankly. Georgie jumped up and went to the refrigerator and took out the milk and brought it to Isaak. “Here you go dear.”
     “Thanks.” By this time Isaak had noticed his parents were acting strangely. “Why do you have wine glasses on the table?” He looked at his mother.
     “Oh they are left from last night.” Georgie quickly answered.
     “You and dad had beer last night. You let me have some.” Isaak looked to his father for confirmation.
     “That’s right. I remember that you didn’t like it did you?” Hal responded.
     “It tasted icky.” Isaak replied.
     “Finish up your cereal and I’ll take you to school.” Georgie was getting freaked out about what was going on. Either Hal or her must have gotten up in the middle of the night and raided the refrigerator but she had no memory of it or Hal was lying. Either answer was scary.
     Isaak finished his cereal and Georgie drove him to school.
    “Are you okay mom?” Isaak asked after they had been driving for a few minutes.
    “Sure honey.”  Although she was far from being certain when she said that. She hoped they would both drop the subject when she got home and leave it an unsolved mystery.
X X X X
     The man was casing another house and this one was going to be much more challenging than the last one. The house was three stories and had so many rooms in it he felt needed to get a good look inside before he entered in the night. He had volunteered as a coach’s assistant at the middle school which the couple’s children attended.
X X X X
     “James. Would you go help show the boys how to set up the ball thrower and how to safely use it?” The coach told him. This was a good thing.
     “Alright kids gather around and I will show you how to use this machine.” They were all quite interested in the contraption. It could be a little dangerous if you weren’t careful. James wasn’t interested in hurting any children. It was the adults he had a problem with. He spent half an hour working with the boys showing them how to load the balls and where to stand when they were batting.
     “Thanks James. You are really good at doing this.” The coach told him and the praise made James feel good. He hadn’t received much of it when he was growing up. He was walking off the field when one of the parents came up to him.
     “You are really good with my boys. Thank you.”
     “You’re welcome. Whose father are you?” James asked, even though he already knew he didn’t want to appear over eager.
     “Kelly and Les are mine and my name is Mark, Mark Noonan.” The father volunteered.
     “They are two fine young men. You should be proud of them.” James was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
     “Would you like to join our family for dinner this evening to thank you for volunteering here at the school?” This was exactly what he had been hoping for.
     “That’s a nice offer but it isn’t necessary.” He didn’t want this man to suspect how badly he wanted this.
      “Nonsense, you’ve been very helpful to my kids and having you to dinner is the least I can do. I wrote the address on this piece of paper. We usually eat around six thirty but feel free to come by any time after six o’clock.” The father walked away and James celebrated a personal victory. He was in! Everything was going as he had hoped for.
     James showed up at the house a little after six and was greeted by Mark at the front door. “Welcome to our house. I forgot to ask your name earlier. My wife thought I was a jerk but I told her it wasn’t important.”
     “You are right that it isn’t important. My name is James.”
     “Come on in James and let me show you the house.”  Mark turned and led the way to give James a tour of the house.
      This was even more than he had hoped for. James eagerly followed Mark while he led him through the house. This had been so easy.
     “This is my wife Opal.” Mark introduced James as he was taking him on the tour of the house.
       Dinner was excellent and James really enjoyed eating with the family. He almost felt guilty for what he was about to do. Almost.
       James now knew where the family’s beds were all located and now all he had to do was come back in the night.
     “Thank you for a lovely dinner.” James told Opal and Mark as he took leave of the house.
      “You are welcome and thank you for volunteering to help our boys with the softball practice.”
      “With food like this I would be happy to help them every day. Just kidding but this was one of the best meals I have had in a long time.”
      “You are welcome here any time.”
      “Don’t say that or I will have to take you up on it.”   James replied.
      “We really mean it. Come back to dinner on Friday if you would like.”
      James could hardly contain his excitement. “Oh you don’t have to do that.”
      “Of course we don’t have to. We insist.”
      “We’ll see if you really mean that on Friday.” James said teasingly.
     “See you then.” The couple said and James knew he was in.
X X X X
     James grew up in a poor family and his mother would make dinner for them one night and the rest of what she cooked was saved for them to eat the next night when she was working at her night job as a janitor three days a week. She made a lot of one dish meals, like lasagna, tuna casserole and macaroni and cheese.  James’ dad would get up in the middle of the night and eat some of the leftover food and blame his son for it when his wife discovered it. James was constantly punished by his mother for eating the food that was supposed to be for the next night’s dinner. He grew up with eating disorders and even now he got really distressed when he went to people’s houses for dinner and they saved the leftovers. It brought back the horrible years he was constantly being punished for doing something his father finally confessed to doing after James’ mother died. He had nightmares about food and he set out to make them go away by getting someone’s father in trouble to them pay for what his father never paid for but he had. 
X X X X
     The next evening the family barbecued chicken for dinner and had made extra so they all would have leftovers for their lunches the next day.
X X  X X
      That night James entered the Noonan house through an open window and after making sure the family members were all asleep he went to the refrigerator and took the leftover chicken and put it in the bag he brought with him. He ate a piece of chicken and left the bones from it lying on the counter. He carefully left the house so it didn’t look like anyone had entered it.
X X X X
     Opal was the first one up and when she walked into the kitchen she saw the bones sitting on the counter, obviously one of the boys got hungry in the middle of the night, no big deal.
     Les was the first one up after his mother. He looked at the chicken bones on the counter “Are we having leftovers for breakfast?”
     “No. Someone got up last night at ate this. I guess it wasn’t you?” She looked at her son and waited for his answer.
     “No it wasn’t me.”
      Mark entered the kitchen. “Is the coffee ready?”
     “Yes. Sit down and I’ll bring you a cup.” She poured a cup for herself and Mark and took them to the kitchen table.
       Mark saw the chicken bones on the counter. “Someone didn’t want eggs for breakfast huh?”
      “I guess Kelly got hungry last night because the bones were on the counter when I got up.” She figured that it had to be him since everyone else was up and obviously didn’t know anything about the chicken bones.
     Kelly finally walked into the kitchen as Opal was finishing up cooking scrambled eggs for breakfast.
     “It’s about time you got in here lazy bones.” Mark said to his youngest son. “Maybe you aren’t as hungry as the rest of us.”
     “I’m hungry.” Kelly replied.
     “I thought maybe that chicken you ate last night spoiled your appetite.” Mark teased him.
     “We all had chicken last night.” Kelly didn’t understand what his father meant.
     “Yes but some of us had some in the middle of the night.”
     “Who did that?” Kelly responded.
     “You didn’t?” Mark said.
     “No I didn’t.” Kelly said.
    “It’s alright if you did honey.” Opal added.
     “I didn’t eat anything after dinner.” Kelly was adamant.
     “Well someone did.” Mark said
     “It wasn’t me. Is breakfast ready?”   Kelly said.
     “It’s almost ready.  Sit down and have some orange juice.” Opal told her son.
     “Someone got up in the middle of the night and ate some of the leftover chicken out of the refrigerator.” Mark informed Kelly.
     “Well it wasn’t me. I never get up and eat in the middle of the night. It was probably the dork.” Kelly smiled at his brother.
     “Don’t call me a dork. You probably did it.” Les stuck his tongue out.
     “If it wasn’t either one of you and it wasn’t me or your father so I guess we must have had a chicken burglar. Maybe it was Caspar.” Opal added.
     “Ha Ha mom. That’s funny.” Kelly laughed.
     “Okay so I guess it must have been Caspar, it doesn’t matter anyhow. Let’s finish breakfast.” Mark was failing to see the humor in this any longer.
     Opal put the scrambled eggs and toast on the table and sat down to eat. When they were done eating she got up and started to put her son’s lunches together.
    “What the heck? Alright there is more chicken missing than the piece on the counter.” Opal was mystified.
     “What are you talking about?” Mark walked over to the refrigerator. “Are you sure you even put it in here?”
     “Where else would I put it?” Opal was getting frustrated.
     “I don’t know. I was just asking.” Mark wasn’t sure what to think.
     The boys finished eating their breakfast and as oddly entertaining as the saga of the missing chicken was they needed to go to school.
     “Who is driving us to school?” Kelly asked.
     “I will take you on my way to work. Get ready.” Mark looked at his wife. “I don’t understand what happened last night. I’ll just give the boys some money so they can buy their lunch.”
     “That sounds like a good idea. This is the weirdest thing I have ever seen. How can leftovers just disappear from the refrigerator? Oh well. I guess what’s done is done no matter how it happened. We can call this the mysterious case of the chicken burglar.” She laughed and started cleaning up the mess from breakfast.
     Mark dropped the boys off at school and went to work.
     That evening James knocked on the door. This was evening he had been waiting for his whole life. Father was going to get in trouble.
     “Come on in James. We just started to cook dinner. You have good timing.” Mark showed James to the family room where he and the boys were taking turns playing foosball with each other.
     “Now we can play teams!” Les excitedly yelled out.
     “I’m not very good.” James protested.
     “Trust me, neither are we! You can be Les’ partner and I will be Kelly’s. I would team up with you against the kids but then they would really kick our asses.” Mark smiled and led James to the table.
     After a few turns on the table Opal called out that dinner was on the table.
     “When Mark reminded me he had invited you for dinner tonight I decided it was a good excuse to have something special. We don’t seem to ever have time to go out to dinner so I decided to make something we always enjoy from our favorite Italian take out, Lasagna.  Except this was made by me and not by a store or a restaurant. I also made garlic bread and a salad.”
    “Wow this sounds even better than the barbecued chicken last night.” Mark complimented his wife.
     “I don’t know about that. The chicken was so good someone broke in and stole our leftovers.” She smiled at James when she said that.
      How did they know he broke in and took the chicken, he was starting to get nervous.
     “Very funny dear.”  Mark looked at James and as if he needed to explain what his wife just said. “We seemed to have misplaced the leftover chicken from our dinner last night. That’s what my wife is humorously trying to tell you by saying someone broke in and stole it. As if anyone would ever do that.”
    James just about choked on his lasagna. This wasn’t going as he had planned. “Someone broke into your house and ate your food? That sounds like an inside job to me.” He was trying to steer the blame back to the husband.
     “It does sound kind of chicken doesn’t it?” Opal said with a smile and a wink. 
     James felt they were getting back on track. “Who would break in to your house and steal your food?”
     “That’s what we all wondered this morning but after no one confessed it seemed kind of pointless to beat a dead chicken.”
     “I thought you said Caspar did it.” Les offered.
     “It seemed like it was a possibility.” Opal replied.
     “When I was a kid my dad used get up at night and eat the leftovers and then blame me for it in the morning.” James tried to lead the family in the direction he wanted them to go in.
    “Really. That’s a terrible thing to do. Why would he do that? It’s only food.” Kelly couldn’t believe someone would get in trouble for eating food.
     “Well we were kind of poor and my mom worked a lot and she made dinners that part of them were supposed to be left over for dad and I to eat the next night when she was at work. Dad didn’t want mom to know was hungry so he would eat some of the food for the next night and blame it on me and then I would get in trouble.”
     “That’s horrible. I’m so sorry that happened to you James.” Opal was appalled at James story.
     James was surprised by the way this family reacted to his story but mostly he was surprised that these people hadn’t reacted in the same way his family had. Maybe all parents weren’t screwed up, just his. He started feeling guilty about what he had done but he wasn’t going to admit he had done it. For the first time in his life he felt what growing up in a normal family life might have been like, or at least in one that didn’t punish their kids for things they hadn’t done. He never had any problems with food after that and for the first time since he could remember he enjoyed eating Lasagna. 

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right

     Knock, knock, knock. I heard at the front door. I saw my friend Steve’s gold colored Monte Carlo parked in the driveway through the peep hole and when I opened it there he was standing there. He greeted my dog Pepper and came in the living room and sat down.
     “I just had an unbelievably weird morning.” He announced.
     “What happened?” I inquired.
       “Monte needed a timing belt and I didn’t have the equipment to do the job so I went to the only repair shop in town I trust and left it there yesterday. The owner gave me a ride home. This morning I got up and called up the shop and they said it was done so I asked mom to give me a ride down there. It’s only a mile or so from the house. She’s a terrible driver but even she can make it a mile I figured. She leaves the house and instead of turning left onto the road that goes right to the place she turned right.
     “Why did you turn right” I asked her.
     “I never turn left.” She answered.
     “What do you mean you never turn left? You can’t never turn left.” I was puzzled by her answer.
     “Yes I can. I will turn right at the next street and then right again.” She earnestly answered me.
     “So do you always turn right three times to go left?” I was dumbfounded.
     “Of course I do dear.” She seemed totally nonplussed by my amazement. ”Why wouldn’t I?”
       “I didn’t say anything as I could tell logic wasn’t going to get me anywhere. She dropped me off and I went in and I paid the bill and left with my car. I decided to come over and visit you rather than go right home. I turned on to the main street that goes to your house and was following an old white Thunderbird. When it came to the side street I needed to turn on the car suddenly turned the direction I was going so I followed it. The car was going really slow so I was hoping it would keep on going straight when I got to the street I needed to turn on to get to your house. Just before it passed that street the car quickly turned the same way I was going. So I went ahead and followed it. Then the car just stopped right in the middle of the road. No signal or anything. I couldn’t believe it. What an asshole. I was just about to floor it and go around the car but I decided to go and see what the problem was. I walked up the driver’s side of the car and looked in. It was a lady and she was leaning over the seat doing something on the floorboards. I knocked on the window and she looked up with a startled expression. She rolled down the window.
     “What the hell are you doing?” I managed to get out.
     “My purse fell over and spilled.” She answered.
    “So you just stopped the car in the middle of the road?” I was getting heated.
     “I didn’t realize there was anyone behind me.” She looked worried.
     “Why didn’t you use your turn signals?” I was hopping mad by this time.
     “Oh I never use them.” She now looked scared.
      I don’t know if there was anything she could have said at this point which would have appeased me but that wasn’t it. I reached in the car and broke off the turn signal and dropped it to the floor. “Then I guess you don’t need it.”
      She looked terrified. I turned around and walked back to my car, got in, went around her and came over here. I wonder how she is going to explain this to her husband. At least my mom really is crazy.” Steve finished.

     By the time Steve was done telling me the story I was laughing uncontrollably. I can’t stand people who don’t use their turn signals. It is such an easy thing to do and saves a lot of people from running into each other. I was also visualizing his mother driving around town and turning right all the time to get somewhere that was in the other direction.  

Friday, May 9, 2014

Lunch At La Posada

     My mother, sister and I started meeting for lunch at our favorite Mexican restaurant after both my sister and I had moved out and were living our own lives. My sister got pregnant soon after and had a charming baby boy named Cisco. When Cisco started eating the same food as the adults did, and he was old enough to take out, my sister brought him to have lunch with me and our mother. He was raised in a “foodie” family of foodies and always was a good eater. We met at my sister’s house and went to the restaurant together in my car.
     La Posada was a small cafĂ© type restaurant with windows all around the front with booths next to them and some smaller tables in the middle. We always had enough people to sit at a booth by a window. I had my first brand new car and I liked to sit where I could keep an eye on it, not that it was so valuable anyone would mess with it.
     The waitress seated us and brought a high chair for Cisco, he was probably somewhere between two and three and had a pretty good vocabulary. We had never spoken baby talk to him and being my sister’s first child, my mother’s first grandchild and my first nephew he had received a lot of attention and we all spent a lot of time reading to him and doing things with him.
     “What are you going to have? Should we spring for some guacamole since we haven’t done this for a while?”  I asked.
    “Sure. That sounds good and will give us more time to decide what to order.” Mom replied.
     “Have you decided what you want?” The cute little waitress asked us.
     “Not entirely but will you bring us three Dos Equis, a small orange juice and an order of guacamole while we decide.” My sister answered her.
      What I really liked about this restaurant is that it had lots of a la carte type dishes you could mix and match and you never had to order too much food like was the custom at many of the Mexican restaurants offered. I usually would get a cup of spicy ‘tomatos con chilies y arroz’ soup, a chicken taco and Mexican rice. It was all I needed and I didn’t have any leftovers.
     Cisco had only been taken out to breakfast once or twice before this so he was having a good time. He was a very gregarious child and had a sunny disposition, he is still my favorite nephew thirty years later, but don’t tell his two brothers that.
     When the guacamole and drinks arrived Cisco was given his own little plate with chips, salsa and guacamole. He started eating and looking around the restaurant at the people sitting at the tables near us.
     “Hello.” He announced as he looked at the people right next to us. They didn’t say anything.
     “Hi!” He said a little louder and still they ignored him.
     He didn’t like being ignored by strangers, he was used to being the center of attention and everyone loved him. What was these people’s problem?
     “Cisco. Do you like the chips?” I asked trying to distract him.
     He didn’t answer me. He just looked around the room at the various people. “Fuck.” He said very matter of fact, it was actually pretty funny but of course I dared not laugh. Our mother had taught us that it was better to ignore things like this so that’s what we tried to do.
     “F***!” This time a little louder, but not much, he wanted to be paid attention to.
     “Shssh Cisco. Eat the chips.” My sister told him.
    Oh no that wouldn’t do. “F***. F***. F***.” Still in a calm tone of voice but he was determined to get a reaction. My sister and I were trying not to look at each other because we were giggling. Our mother didn’t help because she really laughed. That was all she wrote.
    “F***. F***. F***.” Again and since discipline was not something any of us were any good at my sister took Cisco out to the car and put him in the front seat where he could see the three of us in the restaurant and locked the car door and came back inside.
     “I don’t know what else to do.” She said and then we looked at Cisco who had a crestfallen expression on his face. We waited until the food came and my sister went out and brought Cisco back in.    
     Cisco immediately started eating his food.  He got the hint that if he didn’t behave himself he wouldn’t get to sit with us.

     There are many times through the years when I see parents hit their children for things like this I think back on this incident where we actually outsmarted the child.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Proscuiutto Lemon Chicken with Asparagus and Pasta

2 whole Chicken breasts, skinned, boned and cut into halves
1 ½ teaspoons salt
½ teaspoon paprika
½ teaspoon ground pepper
4 tablespoons olive oil
2 to 4 cloves minced garlic
8 ounces Asparagus, cut up in pieces
4 ounces sliced Prosciutto
4 slices Provolone Cheese
1 cup White wine
½ cup Butter
Lemon juice from one whole lemon
Pasta, 2 cups of your favorite, cooked
2 tablespoons minced Parsley


Sauté asparagus in olive oil for ten minutes and remove. Add garlic to oil and seasoned chicken breasts with salt, pepper and paprika. Cook chicken on both sides for about 15 minutes until chicken is done. Remove and place next to asparagus and keep warm. Add wine to pan to deglaze. Add butter and when it is melted add lemon juice. Place pasta on platter and sprinkle asparagus on top and place chicken breast halves on top and on each half breast place one fourth of the prosciutto and a piece of cheese. Drizzle sauce over all and briefly melt the cheese under the broiler or in the microwave and sprinkle with parsley and serve.