G21 FICTION

GRAND PLANS

A Novel

by CHUCK NYREN

G21 Contributor

Author Retains All Serial Rights

Grand Plans is a freewheeling, character-driven, high energy human comedy, ultimately dealing with racism, alcoholism, drug abuse, sexual abuse and obsession. These severe elements creep up on you. --- Chuck Nyren

CHAPTER EIGHT:

CONCLUSION:

THE HONING STONE(Cont.)

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And Carl was attacked. He laughed, even though the punches hurt. Grabbing Allan's wrists didn't leave him many options with Margie. She wrapped her arms around his waist and started dragging him away.

"Take'im ta the grass and throw'im down!" She said.

Now what to do? Carl couldn't let go of Allan, and even if he did, how could he fight back? Allan had a cast on his leg.

And he couldn't really manhandle Margie ...

So, he just let them do it.

Fred stood on the porch and watched, stone-faced, wondering if this attack were meant for him. He also wondered if he should rescue his friend.

Nah.When they got him to the ground, Carl had to let go of Allan. It was a mistake. Margie was really getting into it and was about to fit him in a full-nelson. Allan started pounding away. "Hey! Allan! Cut it out!"

"No punching!" Margie yelled.

"Fred!" Carl pleaded, half-seriously, "Help!"

Allan froze. What!?!? He turned around and saw the enemy leaning in the doorway. The fun was over.

"You!" He snapped, bolting and pointing. "YOU GET BACK IN THAT HOUSE! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED HERE! YOU ARE TO FUCK BREE THIS INSTANT! THIS IS HALLOWED GROUND, NOT TO BE DEFILED BY THE LIKES OF YOU! GET BACK IN THAT FETID LOVE DEN THIS MINUTE!"

"Allan! Quiet!" Carl said, untangling himself from Margie. "Keep it down!"

Margie was trying to hold on. "Allan! Come back! He's gettin' away!"

"He's ... not allowed here," Allan said, now helpless, now resentful of Fred's insolent trespass -- and devastated, for he knew he was unable to do anything about it. The frustration led to another frenzied bout with his shadow -- and this time there was no mercy. It was a pummeling. Before long, the 'challenger' was bloodied, unconscious, and on the mat -- but The Great Allan kept coming, kicking the figment while it was down.

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