Wednesday, February 18, 2015

It’s a number of miles from Longton Ks to Housekeepers home in another town. As with many such journey’s there are a number of ways from there to there. Two of the ways are; one, via the paved highway; and two; via the “Back road” or , as it is called, the River Road, which is gravel and dirt.

About eight years or so ago, tells Housekeeper, while working as a waitress at the Longton Diner, if I remembered the winter, they had an ice storm.

We were talking, this present day, about the snow and ice we’ve been experiencing and Housekeeper launched into this story.

She was working, she relates and a customer came in and told her, that in his estimation, if she was going to make it home that night, she’d best think about leaving now.

Well, she said, she was inside and wasn’t paying attention to outside and so, after some discussion with here bosses, she left for home. About half way home she decided that the small car she was driving wasn’t going to make it on the icy highway and she opted for the river road.

Having, Housekeeper continued, fought the car along the ice, she developed a need to pee after a bit of time on the river road, so she stopped on a slope so she wouldn’t have a hard time getting the car underway again, after she’d pee’d.

She said that she got her pants down around her ankles andwas just beginning to pee when the car began sliding down the slope of the hill on the ice.

She said that there wasn’t a damn thing she could do except pee and watch the car slide.

The car slid to the berm and stopped, she eventually stopped peeing, and got the car going again and made it home.

She said that she learned something that night. The river road wasn’t any better than the highway was.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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