St. Eubrie: Return to 314 Pecan (567 hits)
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Submitted by Saffron (View user info) at 2006-08-11 10:26:38 EDT
Pt 1 http://www.ubersite.com/m/91597
Pt 2 http://www.ubersite.com/m/91622
Jacob made his way to the basement entrance and paused. A teenie little voice in the front of his brain told him to turn around and call someone to take care of Mrs. Weiss. It was like that cartoon cliché moment where there's a little angel on your shoulder and then *poof* a little devil shows up to fork the angel in the ass and encourage you in your wicked ways. The corner of his mouth turned up slightly. He didn't need the devil's help to make this decision. He was going to steal anything he could.
Stepping down he noticed that unlike every basement he had been in, the Weiss' had carpeted floors and nice track lighting. Everything was shelved, dated and highly organized. At the bottom of stairs along the right hand side were Adeline's preserves and jams. There were 2 shelves full of cling peaches, 3 shelves full of varying jams and along the bottom something Jacob couldn't quite identify. The contents were very pale and the labels just read RFW 1977. Surely something that old was beyond edible.
He continued down the stairs past the shelves of Christmas decorations, empty mason jars and an entire shelving unit full of yarn skeins that were neatly tied and tagged with their fiber content and length. It was creepy just how tidy the place was. Normal basements were piled with boxes and grand heaps of tangled twinkle lights.
Nothing jumped out at him as particularly valuable and it wasn't like he could off load a ton of things at the pawn shop without questions. Maybe he could sell the stuff on ebay. Would anyone at the post office notice he was sending out a lot of packages ? Would anyone be interested in a box of LP's and a bunch of old glasses labeled " Mom's Waterford 1934" ? Maybe there was some jewelry upstairs. Thoughts of anonymous gifts to Lindsey played through his head and he started to sweat a bit.
He continued to work his way through the Weiss' cataloged life until he hit the back of the basement. There were 4 shelving units. 2 were stuffed full of photo books, trophies, old stuffed animals and varying crappy handicrafts he recognized as school projects. They were organized chronologically, the most recent additions along the top shelves including graduation caps and what he assumed to be pictures of grandchildren. The other 2 shelving units were basically empty, each with a single small photo album next to a neatly folded blanket on the bottom shelf and a few items that appeared out of place on the others; fancy vases with lids and some dried flowers.
Jacob crouched down to get a better look and to search for hidden doors. He still held hope of finding Tiffany Hutchense down there and collecting a fat reward.
Having a better angle from his crouched position Jacob noticed something of great interest along the back wall of the shelving unit. It was a safe. He crossed his fingers and hoped that it had been left open.
Dejected he headed back upstairs. He had done one spin of the dial very slowly hoping that he would be able to feel the pin drop into place like he'd seen in the movies. Then he tried to move the safe thinking he could pry it open with a crow bar, but the thing was cemented into place. He decided to look around Adeline's desk to see if she had written the combination down somewhere. He wondered how long it would take him to enter every combination one at a time. He had memorized the model of the safe to see if Google could be of any help if his rifling efforts fizzled.
The second drawer of the desk was locked. That made it the most promising thing he'd run across so far and he went looking for Adeline's purse hoping to find the key. This sent him upstairs and into her bedroom, a stately room covered in chintz and antique bric-a-brac and smelling slightly of generic mentholated rub. He went over to the dresser and opened her jewelry box. He found 3 ornate keys and a ton of cheap looking vintage rhinestone jewelry. He grabbed the keys and went back to the desk.
The second key he tried worked. The drawer slid open, let out a breath of decay and dust and made Jacob's mouth drop open.
He was too excited to stop and count it. He just grabbed a grocery sack from the world's tidiest broom closet ( seriously, who folds their bags flat and ties them with twine so they lay flat ? ) and left the Weiss' the way he came.
Jacob Meyerson was an average American 15 year old. He had spent approximately 16,000 hours in front of the TV. In that time he had learned a few things, including that most people who got caught stealing a large sum of money were stupid. They worked someplace lame like an office as some peon and bought really expensive cars. They kept the money in their houses. They trusted friends with their secret. All very stupid ideas he had no intention of duplicating. He grabbed his back pack, the camping shovel from the garage, a garbage bag and his bike and headed into the Redcrown Woods, found a fallen log that was just far enough off Fig Trail that he would easily be able to find it again, but far enough up a lichen slick incline that others were unlikely to ever go near it. Besides, everyone knew Fig trail was for queers so there was never anyone on it during the day. Sgt. Folderman had busted a bunch of them having sex in the public bathroom a few years back and since then most everyone avoided it. Even mentioning it would turn most of the town's resident's faces as red as their necks. It was the perfect place. He took $100 from the bag, tucking it in beside the $80 he had lifted from Adeline's pocket book and headed back down the trail to the crossroads. He would be careful and he wouldn't get caught.
He came up out of the seat of his bike, pedaling hard for the mall. He was going to get his PSP and maybe GTA. No Metal Gear. No -
At the time, no one was could determine what had happened to Jacob. Some say he did a Sono Bono and ran into a tree or that he got hit by a car. His Mom was convinced that some pedophile molested him, even though there was no physical evidence of rape. St. Eubrie came up with any manner of preposterous and wild tales for how Jacob Meyerson had come to be in a coma, and even as the story of 314 Pecan continued to unfold, many preferred the theory that Adeline Weiss took disciplinary matters into her own hands once more and taught Jacob a lesson for leaving her on the back patio to peculiar facts of the tale.
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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-11-02 17:08:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2006-08-14 21:21:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm hooked. This series of yours is fantastic.
Submitted by Snalty (user info) at 2006-08-14 20:11:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Ooh, the the plot thickens! This is good.
Submitted by Saffron (user info) at 2006-08-11 18:17:33 EDT (#)
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-08-11 16:27:17 (#)
Ranking: 2
I bet your areola are as big as dinner plates.
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Alas they are smaller than a demitasse saucer. But thanks for your interest.
Submitted by ticklish_squirrel (user info) at 2006-08-11 17:00:06 EDT (#)
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I want to know what was in the "RFW 1977" jars. I'm intrigued.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-08-11 16:27:17 EDT (#)
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I bet your areola are as big as dinner plates.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-08-11 12:25:49 EDT (#)
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I love it.
Submitted by Saffron (user info) at 2006-08-11 11:20:31 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Deidra (user info) at 2006-08-11 11:03:54 (#)
Ranking: 2
I really loved this series.. except for the ending.. it just seemed too abrupt for me.
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Endings are my nemesis. But I don't think this story is done being told yet....
Submitted by forthewin (user info) at 2006-08-11 11:09:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 NO COMMENT!!
Submitted by Deidra (user info) at 2006-08-11 11:03:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I really loved this series.. except for the ending.. it just seemed too abrupt for me.
Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2006-08-11 10:53:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
See people? you go near RedCrown woods, you get fucked up..
RAWR ANGRY TREE (see my entry)
Submitted by alwayspeach1 (user info) at 2006-08-11 10:47:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by Susie_Derkins (user info) at 2006-08-11 10:44:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Well written series.
Submitted by houseman (user info) at 2006-08-11 10:35:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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