The Heat's On
“Three of the bullets had made holes which he plugged with putty and sprayed with quick-drying black enamel. But there were two big dents and one long seam atop the left rear fender which couldn’t be concealed. He had no mirror to replace the broken one, so he removed them from both front fenders and sprayed the marks they had left. That didn’t help much either; the bolt holes still remained. The license plates presented no problem. He had several changes of plates, none of which had the legitimate registration number. He put on some Connecticut plates.
Still he kept fiddling about. Once he thought of painting the whole car another color; or at least the upper half. But finally his jag began thinning out and he got jumpy. He knew he’d have trouble sure as hell with Sister Heavenly if he got too jumpy, so he decided to go inside and have it out.
She would just have to look after him, he told himself. She had kept him helpless and homeless for twenty-five years and he wasn’t goin...g to jump up and run off by his lonesome just because he was in a little trouble.MoreLess
Still he kept fiddling about. Once he thought of painting the whole car another color; or at least the upper half. But finally his jag began thinning out and he got jumpy. He knew he’d have trouble sure as hell with Sister Heavenly if he got too jumpy, so he decided to go inside and have it out.
She would just have to look after him, he told himself. She had kept him helpless and homeless for twenty-five years and he wasn’t goin...g to jump up and run off by his lonesome just because he was in a little trouble.MoreLess
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