Buckie was sure that Death from old age would come before he'd finish cleaning those toilets and urinals. He watched as Big Little pushed open the door and headed for the last urinal on the wall.
The Right Reverend had told Buckie that Big was doing some much needed repairs, donating his time to God's service.
Good for Big, Buckie thought. I'd love to be donating mine down at Cider Creek.
Buckie knew that Henry Luff was probably down there right now hooking more fish than he could ever tote home on his stringer. If only, he thought, watching Big leave.
The man never even acknowledged Buckie's presence.
And wait a minute . . .
Buckie could not believe his eyes.
Big Little had left the biggest puddle of urine all over the floor. What was wrong with that guy? Nobody's aim could be that bad.
YOU ARE READING
Love Songs: The Wrong Note - A Collection of Short Stories
General FictionA second volume of short stories in the Love Songs collection. Many of the stories in this collection focus on the theme of love and how it sometimes goes wrong. A large collection of stories that run the gamut from humorous to tragic. 1. Love Songs...
