Weird in Delray Beach and I dont care

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This story is a piece on Gonzo to borrow the coin termed for literary use by Dr. Hunter S. Thompson. It is a tale of a short misadventure with the best of intentions a story filled with forbidden love danger and fun, in the end to my demise.

Submitted: June 04, 2010

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It was a Beautiful bright day out on June the 4th 2010, the sky seemed illuminated with light and the gentle tropical florida palm trees swayed gently in the breeze. But although all was not well for I Geoffery Upson. For the last few days I had noticed a strange creeping suspicion that their was something arought with the public around me. For I went merrily along in my days Since I had moved here to DelRay beach some weeks ago without a care in the world and on unemployment from the government. But the problem was althought not with me but this strange "scene" if you will that I felt to begin grip me. In a sense of anywhere I went and met some strange ladies eager to give away dollars in exchange just for a kind word or athat right kind of look if you will. Hey how could I complain, things were'nt really going to bad at all. I just felt then to feel very weird however It was as if the whole world was spinning along in its transcendental little snowglobe but I was left down and out and weird in Delray beach. Just then I left the cafe I had been sitting at and wondered down Atlantic beaulivard their were two delectable look russian woman showing me a gold coin with my face on it Geoffrey Upson. I took it from them immediately and bit down on it since I knew how to tell 22-24k gold from fakes as phony as a three dollar bill from your uncle when hes drunk on moonshine. But no not thin coin it was legitamite. Just then we got into a really game heavy conversation about Mr. Penn and the state of Politics across the world but especially here in the United States, I could'nt stand those fun hogs fro ruining my day so I...almost slapped the both of them, however I turned the other cheek as they say and showed them a seat. Then I explained to them in full why their little Russian heads could not get over the idea that the Canandians were better hockery players than them. They seemed to take it distatefully however they ceded the arguement to me then and their. Just then as I walked with them across the strreet and was commenting on an interesting tree in local DelRay beach, I was killed by a speeding yellow hummer, model must have been about 06-07 from the look I got at it . The End. :)


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