Come A Little Bit Closer - Judy Colella (reader novel txt) 📗

who had told him this had probably made it up to keep Gene from feeling utterly idiotic about his own conduct, and clamped his mouth shut after the word, “money.” He could pretty much predict the officer’s next sentence…

“I’m sorry, Mr. Flint, but it appears you have no basis for reporting this as a crime of any kind. You weren’t injured or robbed, and most of the trouble you found yourself in came from your own behavior. I mean, the guitar player even warned you to leave, but you disregarded his advice. Count yourself lucky nothing worse happened. And if you’re at all smart, you won’t go back to that cantina.”

At that moment, a woman in line began scolding her child, who had put his fingers in his ears and was singing at the top of his little lungs, “La la-la la-la la! La la-la la-la la

!”

“Stop that right now!” the woman shouted, but the little boy pulled away, fingers still plugging his ears.

“Ho ho la-la! La la la-la

!”

Seeing Officer Ciera distracted by this scene, Gene slid out of the chair and skulked away, vowing never to show his face again anywhere near either this town or the one on the other side of the border. In fact, a change of jobs would probably be in order at this point. Not only had he thoroughly humiliated himself in front of Officer Ciera, but that scary Jose dude might yet have it in for him.

As he rode off on his motorcycle, he started wondering how the weather was in Canada that time of year…

Imprint

Images: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BP_MdQaRtr0&feature=related
Publication Date: 05-21-2012

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Dedication:
DISCLAIMER: Based on the lyrics of the Jay and the Americans song, "Come A Little Bit Closer" - these lyrics, while used in the context of an original story, are not themselves the property of the story's author.