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Dear friends, if you like a pleasant chuckle, dim-witted heroes, and larger-than-life villains, then you'll love this fascinating series. On Tuesdays and Saturdays, I’m blogging nibble-sized chunks of new ‘Life in the Clouds’ stories. You can check in regularly and read them free, or wait to buy the entire story when published.
Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 08
Ye Olde Inn was seldom so crowded, and that meant lovely money. At one end of the long, narrow room, closest to the double entrance door, a throng of men crowded around the bar. Among them was Styles, the Inn’s owner. Bent with age, he cackled with delight and swung his mug of beer, thoughtless of how much he spilt.
Tonight was Disco night, and the dance floor throbbed with youngsters. Some had found their way from surrounding towns, but most were paying guests at The Stables, which Styles also owned, which meant even more lovely money. The girls swarmed to the Inn whenever his roofing contractor, Dick Charmer was present. The labourer had cost him a fortune, but little had he known that the guy's popularity would generate enough extra income to more than cover his extravagant expenses. Just then, Dick Charmer burst through the door, spread his arms, and whooped a greeting. The young girls on the dance floor screamed with delight, and the disc-jockey tweaked up the volume and switched records to a potent dance song. “A beer for the best roofer in the world,” shouted Styles with so much gusto that his false teeth rocketed across the room. “Phuck,” he said, snatched them from the grimy carpeted floor, rinsed them in his beer, and stuffed them back in his mouth. “No thanks, Mr Stables,” said Dick Charmer, never missing a beat as he bobbed to the irresistible rhythm. "I’ll catch one later. Cheers!” And with that, he whirled onto the dance floor. Shame, thought Styles, that this is his last evening. To be continued…
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