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Billy the Kid in Margaritaville: A Short Story

Updated on October 28, 2015

Welcome Back

When last we saw Billy the Kid, he had just gunned down his enemies, a proactive act that most likely kept him above ground for longer than he really had a right to expect. The Russian mob up in New York is none too happy with Billy, and in the dead of night he boarded a southbound train for destinations unknown.

If you’ve got a hankerin’ to read about Billy’s exploits to date, you can find links to the earlier stories to the right.

Now let’s find out what is happening with our reluctant hero.

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Wastin’ Away

The streets are steaming after the late-afternoon rain, smelling of moist regret. Key West isn’t a destination as much as it is an exclamation point, as in “he went to Key West to die!!!!!!!” That’s what it feels like, man, a place to die, a dead-end location on a dead-end road, only one way off unless you own a banana boat and have more money than God himself. It’s probably the worst choice I could make in late November, a small town surrounded by water, no place to hide and yet overflowing with those seeking anonymity.

I walk Whitehead past Hemingway’s museum, heading two blocks north to my crib, an upstairs studio under a giant banyan tree. The sun breaks through, a silent signal to the tourists to come out of hiding in their garish shirts and blinding smiles, white butt cheeks and farmers’ tans, escapees from Iowa, North Dakota, Montana and, in my own case, the shores of New York. They all scurry to and fro, carrying souvenirs for Junior and Missy, t-shirts and mugs, mugging for selfies under a layer of Coppertone, the golden orb turning on the heat just that quickly as I pick up the pace, sweat dripping faster than the rain drops from overhead branches.

I’ve been here a month now and not one sighting of the Russians. I know one thing for sure, they don’t forget, they don’t do “bygones be bygones”and forget about the crazy Mick bastard who shot their boss Ivan. They’re out there, scouring the major cities on the eastern seaboard, sending out word to Vegas and Chicago, the city of Angels and Detroit, keep your eyes open, find the prick, make him pay, and they won’t stop looking, man, it’s a crusade for them now, no matter who the new boss is, find me, kill me and spread my body parts for all to see, for all to know, you don’t screw with the Russian mob.

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Blending In

One month is enough time to blend in with the locals. You just gotta know how to do it. Dress like them, act like them, don’t stand out, easy does it is the mantra in Key West and I’m easying my way one day at a time. My apartment is sweltering, the skylight is leaking and the landlady winks at me as I ask her if she’s ever going to fix that leak. “All in good time, sugar,” she tells me, smiling her fat-assed smile from underneath folds of lard from too many fried shrimp, biscuits and gravy and the ever-present tumbler of margaritas in her hand. “You’re on island time now, honey. We do things a bit differently here.”

It would piss me off but seriously, I’ve got bigger problems than a leaking skylight. My money is running out and I need a job. I grab a beer, down it in three gulps and head back downtown in search of employment. I’m too anxious to sit in my own sweat. Might as well keep moving, a moving target, harder to hit, stay on alert and on the lookout. Speaking of lookouts, there’s Maurice, on the corner, surveying the land, looking for the addicted, hoping to sell a dime bag to anyone in need.

“How’s it shaking, Billy,” he says to me, his wary eyes scanning the surroundings, his dreadlocks spilling over his shoulders. “How’s the whitebread this afternoon? It’s too hot for a stroll, fool. What you lookin’ for?”

“Lookin’ for work, Maurice. Know of anything?”

He pulls a beer out of the cooler at his feet, cracks it open and takes a pull.

“I just might, Billy. Word has it Tiny Momma is in need of a doorman/handyman. Go see her. Tell her Maurice sent you her way.”

Tiny Momma, four-hundred pounds of pissed-off Jamaican, about as friendly as a starving Rottweiler, she of the local brothel, local strip club, and local watering hole called Death Alley. Just perfect!

I thanked Maurice and turned southwest, the cobblestones burning my threadbare soles, goddamned November and hotter than my stepfather’s temper. I passed the tweakers and the hustlers, the whores and the tourists, the nubile teenagers and the Bible-thumpers, Jesus saves and Jesus ignores, all crammed on a pile of rock no bigger than any neighborhood back in my hometown. Jehovah’s handing me pamphlets, promising me salvation, but their message ain’t never seen a nine millimeter blow out the backside of a crime boss’s head, never witnessed a crack baby in withdrawals, never seen the teenagers selling blow jobs for a fix, so their message falls on deaf ears as I pull open the doors and step into the darkness of Death Alley.

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Welcome Home, Billy

I’ll tell you a truth I learned a long time ago from my old man: you can never outrun who you are! Take it to the bank, my friends. It’s in the genes, in the DNA, burned deep in your soul and can’t be scrubbed out with Borax or steel wool. You are who you are and no amount of makeover or nip and tuck can change it. You take a crazy Mick bastard from the streets of Hell’s Kitchen, give him a flowered shirt, grow his hair long, replace boots with sandals, cover that white face with a beard, do all that and you’ve still got a crazy Mick bastard from Hell’s Kitchen.

What I’m saying is Death Alley wasn’t much of a stretch for me. I grabbed a seat at the bar, ordered a beer from a forties-something bartender who had left innocent in the rearview mirror twenty years ago when she spread her legs for sailor boy who promised her true love, and told her I wanted to see Tiny.

“Sure you want to do that today, hon? Tiny isn’t what you would call hospitable today.”

“I’ll take my chances. Just tell her, okay?”

I was finishing my beer when a hard hand landed on my shoulder and spun me around. I’m looking up at seven feet of black pissed off, and the first thought that floats into my brain is kick him in the nuts and break the glass over his head. That’s where the “crazy Mick bastard’ tagline came from, reacting first and thinking second. Somehow I passed on the opportunity, a fact that probably prolonged my life.

“Spread your arms,” my new best friend said.” I comply, smelling his sweat, smelling his onion sandwich, smelling his entire sense of waste as he pats me down. He seemed satisfied because he grunted and waved for me to follow him as he lumbered across the room and opened up a door that led to a narrow aisle.

“End of the hall. Knock first and wait until Tiny tells you to enter.”

I followed his instructions to the letter and heard permission five seconds after my knock. I opened the door and entered a room of gold. The walls were gold-colored, the fixtures gold, the furniture gold, the rug gold, and seated in the middle of the room on a gold ottoman, in flowing gold silk adorned with ten pounds of gold chains, sat Tiny herself. Every fat finger had gold, and those fat fingers motioned for me to enter. Her fat had fat. Her ankles were bigger than my forearms and I’m not a small guy. Her jet-black hair flowed over it all, a dark waterfall upon a golden landscape.

“Speak to me. Why you bother Tiny this fine afternoon?”

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Never Show Fear

Never show fear. More words from my old man and they had served him well until he met his match in a barroom fight and bled out on the sawdust floor. No matter the situation, no matter the overmatched numbers and no matter you are facing an overwhelming force, never show fear. Animals like Tiny could smell fear, they snacked on it, and the minute they sensed it the game was over.

“I need a job. Met Maurice down on Main and he said look you up, so here I am.”

Her beady and yet intelligent eyes surveyed the potential meal in front of her. She licked her lips in an oddly provocative way. She nodded her head and what might have passed as a smile crossed her face.

“What are you, Irish? You look Irish. What’s an Irish lad doing in Death Alley looking for work? Me thinks you might be lost, boy. This isn’t the Irish Support League, no. This isn’t the headquarters of the IRA, no. There are no handouts here. We work hard, here. We play hard, we play dirty and at the end of the day we all laugh and count our money. Momma thinks you too soft for this job.”

“I’ll tell you what, Tiny. Call that seven foot piece of shit, tell him to get his black ass in here. I’ll rip off his head and shove it up your fat ass. Will that be enough to pass your test?”

A gold clock ticked away the seconds. Feint sounds of a jukebox could be heard through the gold walls. Her eyes peeled away my clothes and stripped away all pretense. Then she laughed. It rumbled from her ample stomach and erupted from her mouth.

“All right, Irish. You’ll do. The job pays three grand a month and all you can drink. Stay away from my girls. They are working girls, no? You will work the door, run some errands, keep the product moving and everyone happy. Go on, now. You start tonight at ten. Isaac will walk you through the first night, introduce you to our friends, make sure you know your place.”

And with a wave of her hand she dismissed me.

Billy the Kid rides again.

Thanks for Following Along

I thought I was done with Billy, but like a bad penny he just keeps turning up. I hope you enjoyed the latest installment. I’m sure Billy will be back and I’m equally certain that trouble will follow in his wake.

2015 William D. Holland (aka billybuc)

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      Janine Huldie 21 months ago from New York, New York

      I love that you weren't done with Billy just yet and his story is still as intriguing as ever. Can't wait for the next installment here now! Have a great Wednesday now, Bill!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Janine! This old writer is happy you enjoy this story...and Billy is happy too. :)

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      John Hansen 21 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Billy the Kid is an engaging character Bill, and I am glad you aren't finished with him yet. Very enjoyable and looking forward to more.

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      MizBejabbers 21 months ago

      I like this one better than any of them, so I hope Billy the Kid rides again. I think the reason I like it is because there is more action and less description. I want to see what kind of trouble Billy gets into next because his type can't seem to stay out of deep doodoo. (What? no Voodoo?) It's probably good that he doesn't have an auto because the DMV would be a good tipoff of his whereabouts to the Russians. Looking forward to the next one, Bill.

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      Old Poolman 21 months ago

      Keep these coming Bill. With your awesome writing style I was right there through the whole story.

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      June Parker 21 months ago from New York

      Great story. Enjoyed the read and looking forward to the next episode

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks John! I enjoy writing about him so maybe I'll keep going with it.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks for your input, MizB. I always listen to my followers, who oftentimes are much smarter than I am. :)

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      I appreciate that, Mike! I'll try not to disappoint you. I'm sure Billy will ride again in a week or so.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Kailua....it's good to have you here, my friend.

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      Aliswell 21 months ago from Iowa

      Well now, Old Son...it appears that our forthright and ever accommodating 'billybuc' just maybe has been around a bit!? Me thinks that the scenes, words, and symbolic references have NOT been accumulated by reading Only Readers Digest.

      I got a little hint of your deep dark past in the short story of Train Ridin' and the 'little lady' who grabbed you by your, well let's just say grabbed You.

      Now, here you go and get Billy into a world of 'Shit' and guess what, his character has just begun to find out what life is all about On the Run!! Good Luck Billy, I know you will need all the help that your Creator can conjure up, but I now believe that person has had the experience to get you thru it!!

      What...a white butt cheeked, farmer from Iowa in a whorehouse in Key West in November??? Never, my friend! The Corn and Beans are still to be harvested, and hauled to the elevator. December-ish and please reserve the room and poll dancers, for I am at the end of my endurance of Non Golfing weather!!!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Allen, you had me howling with this comment. Way too funny, my friend. Way too funny!

      Is it an accident that Billy is named after his creator? I think not but I'm not nearly as unsavory, nor have I ever been...but I've known my share of unsavory types over the years.

      I placed the call and there's a pole dancer with your name tattooed on her right cheek. You can't miss her. :)

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      Venkatachari M 21 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Very much interesting and entertaining episode of Billy. He can knock down the 7 foot 400 pound heavyweight. That's great!

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      Shyron E Shenko 21 months ago from Texas

      Fantastic Bill, but no one could expect less from you, and you never let us down.

      Blessings and Hugs

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Show no fear, Venkatachari M. That's a credo for us all to live by. :) Thank you sir!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Shyron, thank you so much. I hope I never let all of you down. I'm trying, my friend.

      blessings always

      bill

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 21 months ago from Southern Illinois

      And Billy is on the move again wooah! Boy your characters are so real. I swear I've seen Tina someplace. You tell a good story full of seedy people with a past to forget. I'll be watching for Billy to make his move. Maybe he'll hop a boat and start a new life? I took a much needed vacation from Hub Pages and on my return was happy to see you writing about Billy again.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Well welcome back, Ruby! Billy wants you to know he's appreciative and he'll let you know when things change in Key West. I suspect it won't be long before "the Kid" is in trouble again. :)

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      Marlene Bertrand 21 months ago from Northern California, USA

      Thanks for keeping Billy alive. He is an interesting character. I can't wait to see what he gets himself into next.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Marlene, Billy is just one of those guys who is never far from trouble. Stay tuned! :) and thank you!

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      Ann Carr 21 months ago from SW England

      What a scene you paint here, bill! I like his new surroundings and can't wait to find out what his new job brings; it has to be trouble in one way or another!

      A wonderfully wicked Wednesday to you, bill!

      Ann :)

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Ann! There is no doubt that Billy is headed for trouble. It seems to be his middle name.

      So far so good on this Wednesday. I wish the same for you. Thank you!

      bill

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      RedElf 21 months ago from Canada

      OMG I just hub-hopped this - and it was excellent then, too.

      Thanks for another great story from the master word-smith :)

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Aww, thank you RedElf! I appreciate the kind words and I'm very happy you enjoyed it.

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      Clive Williams 21 months ago from Nibiru

      billy the kid.....nice follow up. probably you should have kicked him in the nuts and smashed that bottle on his bucker

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      manatita44 21 months ago from london

      Yeh...I thought that you were done with Billy, too. Perhaps he'll get in trouble with the girls next. (chuckle)

      How I love those lessons from your old man!

      This one is tough, language of the 'kid' style approach, no punches pulled. Why stop on a good thing?

      I keep trying to stop my poetry, but it ain't working. See you when I return from Germany, or there perhaps. Cheers!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      There is still time for that to happen, Clive. :) Stay tuned and thank you!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Manatita, you said it all...why stop on a good thing? Have a safe and wonderful trip to Germany, my friend, and blessings always.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 21 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Love it how you take my hand and pull me into the story. As I read my brain skips ahead of me and I find myself nodding and thinking of course it had to happen that way with Billy etc etc. Nice to read a story I can step into so to say.

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      drbj and sherry 21 months ago from south Florida

      "The streets are steaming ... smelling of moist regret . . . Tiny Momma ... about as friendly as a starving Rottweiler . . . Her jet-black hair flowed over it all, a dark waterfall upon a golden landscape."

      I dub you, Billy, King of the Metaphor and the Descriptive Phrase. Triple Bravo!

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      Larry Rankin 21 months ago from Oklahoma

      Sure have been enjoying your creative writing.

      Another great read.

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      rdsparrowriter 21 months ago

      Wow! I truly enjoyed your creative writing :) Keep them coming :)

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      Rebecca Mealey 21 months ago from Northeastern Georgia, USA

      I haven't kept up with this story, Bill, but you sure write well! Lots of description and emotion that really keeps the reader engaged. Great dialogue. I admire your voice and style. I can sure use your writing as a good example to emulate, my friend.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 21 months ago from Victoria, Australia

      It really is creative and you build great pictures with your words. Roll on Billy!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Rasma, thank you! That's very kind of you to say. I'm glad you enjoyed the trip. :)

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      drbj, you are too kind, but thank you very much. I do enjoy painting a picture.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Larry! I plan on doing more of it.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you rdsparrowriter...I plan on doing that for sure.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 21 months ago from The Caribbean

      So glad that Billy defies you and refuses to go away. Now I see I have a relative in Margaritaville. Your descriptions just pull at me, Bill. Very, very good!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you rebecca.....it took a long time for me to reach this stage of voice and style. All good things come with practice and hard work. as you well know.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much, Blossom! Roll on I shall.

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      mckbirdbks 21 months ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Hello Bill. Good to see Billy, not missing a beat, brow beating, bullying and baiting his black brethren, brothel bosses.

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      Linda Lum 21 months ago from Washington State, USA

      Bill, you had me hooked with the first statement "...The streets are steaming after the late-afternoon rain, smelling of moist regret."

      You really know how to turn a phrase. Great stuff. Please keep it coming.

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      Chitrangada Sharan 21 months ago from New Delhi, India

      A very enjoyable read--Billy the Kid is an engaging character .

      It is really creative writing at its best and you build great pictures with your words. Looking forward for more!

      Thank you for sharing!

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      breakfastpop 21 months ago

      Billy is in a trouble rich environment. It should be fun to follow along.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you so much, Dora! I work hard at my descriptions so it's nice to hear your words this morning.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Mike, Billy can't stay out of trouble....I suspect he's going to have to wiggle out of another mess. Thanks for stopping by.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much, Linda! That is music to my ears. Have a great Friday!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      ChitrangadaSharan, thank you so very much. Your kind words tell me I'm on the right track with my creative writing.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Pop, sooner or later, I fear Billy will get himself into a mess he can't escape, but we shall see. Thank you!

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      breakfastpop 21 months ago

      Let's hope for the best and prepare for the worst!

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      We shall indeed, Pop...just like in real life. :)

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      Patricia Scott 21 months ago from sunny Florida

      Gotta' love, Billy....he reminds me of some folks I know (have known, actually)....

      Captivated from beginning to end...and that, my friend, is a good thing....

      no doubt, he will be up to more that will keep us reading next time.

      Angels are headed your way...bringing blessings to all of you....ps

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you PS. I was thinking of you when I set this in Key West...just a shout out to my Florida friends.

      Keep those angels coming. I love their visits.

      bill

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      Eric Dierker 21 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Bill, I have worked on the dark side. And one thing you do here with Billy is just something most folks don't get. It ain't your size or how fast you are with a knife or bottle or gun. It is your attitude before it gets to that. Because there is always someone faster. A good story about a boy who learned that the hard way: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2Az-CFtXtA

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      Nithya Venkat 21 months ago from Dubai

      Enjoyed reading and looking forward to reading more of Billy.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Very true, Eric, and thank you. I actually mention this in the next installment of this story, which I'm working on now. Attitude will win the day often when faced with superior strength or size....Billy is a survivor, my friend.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Vellur. I'm glad you are enjoying this story. There is more to come.

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      Genna East 21 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

      I love your descriptions of Southern Florida -- from the last terra firma road to the snow birds and the moist heat, and more...your words are like a moving painting, along with your colorful characters that pull us in and won't let go. It seems our hero doesn't have much room left to maneuver with his back to the door of the world of the Tiny's, surviving any way he can. I love this guy -- this "bad penny" -- and can't wait to see what happens next.

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      FlourishAnyway 21 months ago from USA

      I could almost smell that guy's sweat and onion sandwich breath myself. Good story.

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you so much, Genna. I love this guy too, no matter how flawed he is as a human being....or perhaps because he is so flawed. :)

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      Bill Holland 21 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Flourish. If I made it come alive like that then I've done my job as a writer.

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      Frank Atanacio 21 months ago from Shelton

      very entertaining, glued from first to last sentence, you are an able story teller!!!!

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much, Frank. Coming from you that's a huge compliment.

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      Shauna L Bowling 20 months ago from Central Florida

      It was a nice surprise to see Billy still has more story to tell. I'm curious to see what happens in Key West. I've been there many times. It's a very laid back place and beautiful, too. I didn't know it has a dark side. We'll see what kind of trouble Billy gets himself into this time.

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Sha, the longer I live the more convinced I am that all towns have a dark side. :) Glad you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks!

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      Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon 20 months ago from United Kingdom

      Key West? Interesting choice. Can't wait to see what he gets up to next. Good series so far, Bill. I didn't expect Billy to turn up so soon. I thought he'd keep his head down a little while longer.

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Zulma! I don't know why I chose Key West....I'll blame it on the muse. As for keeping his head down, that doesn't seem to be Billy's way. :)

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      Mary Craig 20 months ago from New York

      I hope there's no pole with my name on it, but I have to admit Billy's got, well, let's keep it clean and say nerve.

      Your characters, and their descriptions, jump off the page at us. Great to see Billy again. Hope you keep him coming.

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Mary. He's coming for sure...next week...and I'm so glad you enjoy our black sheep hero.

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      Deb Hirt 20 months ago from Stillwater, OK

      I want to see Billy make the dirt eat dirt.

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      LOL....I'll see what I can do for you, Deb! I always try to leave my readers happy.

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      Bill Russo 20 months ago from Cape Cod

      I want to say that it was a great slice of life you cut off the loaf for us Bill. But no. It was not just a slice. You gave us the whole loaf.

      I don't know if I want to read any more of your work because you are kind of like Al Hirt. He's the trumpet player who made me quit playing the horn after I heard him because I knew I could never do it like him. You are the Al Hirt of the literary set.

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Bill, I am humbled by your comment. Thank you so very much. I really don't know what else to say when faced with your kindness.

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      Lawrence Hebb 20 months ago from Hamilton, New Zealand

      Bill

      So Billy showed up in Key west and got himself a job, I wonder how long it'll be before he's up to his old tricks or the Russians find him?

      Guess I'll have to stay tuned!

      Lawrence

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      Bill Holland 20 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Lawrence, it's hard to tell what kind of trouble Billy will get into, but I'm fairly confident it will be serious and dangerous. :) Thanks for stopping by.

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      Linda Crampton 18 months ago from British Columbia, Canada

      I'm glad Billy's back, and I'll continue to follow his story. Thanks for another very interesting installment.

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      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Alicia, Billy and Genna thank you, as do I.

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      Shannon 14 months ago from Texas

      I see no potential for trouble to brew here. LOL

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      Bill Holland 14 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Oh, none at all, Shanmarie! LOL Thanks for catching up. I appreciate it.

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