Simms looked at the Mayor’s gritted teeth and clenched fists and gulped. "Sir…. Oh, um, yes, of course" he replied nervously. "All right then…. Um, Mr. George, Mr. Ollie, the Queen’s two daughters have been kidnapped and are being held for ransom! There, I’ve said it!" He glared at the Mayor. "But, only by your order Sir! I shall not take responsibility for divulging ––" "Yes, yes, yes Simms…. we all know who forced you to help us with this trying state of affairs don’t we. Now then, George, Ollie, you see our situation don’t you? What Simms failed to say however ––" He glared at Simms and growled as if he were going to attack. "–– and I’m not sure we have a week or two to wait while he tries to explain ––" Then he shook his head in disgust and turned back toward the fishermen. "–– is that the Queen’s daughters may be captive somewhere on a remote island in the northern sea. Therefore, you must certainly see the logic in our asking for your help!" George looked at Ollie and then back at Miller with a blank stare but Ollie elbowed him and whispered, "George, we’ve been up there… remember? We know the area and we have a boat!" "Yeah, and we almost got killed the last time we went up that far. Remember that storm?" "Oh –– Right –– The storm.... Um, George…?" "Yeah…?" "That was for fish. This is for children… to save them… they’re in trouble… dangerous trouble… kind of like we were in that storm!" "You want to do this don't you?" "George, we might be the only ones who can save them, the only ones!" George closed his eyes, took a very, very long breath and covered his face with his hands. Then he parted his fingers and said through gritted teeth, "Yeah, maybe you’re right but, this sounds like trouble to me. We barely made it out of there last time." "It’s for the kids George, the kids !" Miller and Simms were silent, anxiously awaiting the fishermen’s decision. Would they help or would they decline. The only sound in the room was the clock on the wall. Tick-tock, tick-tock; the seconds clicked by as George silently rubbed his chin with one hand, thinking. Tick-tock; everyone waited in silence…..
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Aye ! Tis a story of Kidnapping, Conspiracy, Pirates, even a bit of overthrow and deceit. The Queen knows not who to trust. Fishermen ya say? Hmmm. They’ll have their hands full for sure. Tis worth a bit of a read methinks.
Copyright Robert H. Politz IBAX Management
A Story for the whole family
Read on your PC, Computer, Tablet, Kindle, IPhone, Android and more.
Aye ! Tis a story of Kidnapping, Conspiracy, Pirates, even a bit of overthrow and deceit. The Queen knows not who to trust. Fishermen ya say? Hmmm. They’ll have their hands full for sure. Tis worth a bit of a read methinks.
Simms looked at the Mayor’s gritted teeth and clenched fists and gulped. "Sir…. Oh, um, yes, of course" he replied nervously. "All right then…. Um, Mr. George, Mr. Ollie, the Queen’s two daughters have been kidnapped and are being held for ransom! There, I’ve said it!" He glared at the Mayor. "But, only by your order Sir! I shall not take responsibility for divulging ––" "Yes, yes, yes Simms…. we all know who forced you to help us with this trying state of affairs don’t we. Now then, George, Ollie, you see our situation don’t you? What Simms failed to say however ––" He glared at Simms and growled as if he were going to attack. "–– and I’m not sure we have a week or two to wait while he tries to explain ––" Then he shook his head in disgust and turned back toward the fishermen. "–– is that the Queen’s daughters may be captive somewhere on a remote island in the northern sea. Therefore, you must certainly see the logic in our asking for your help!" George looked at Ollie and then back at Miller with a blank stare but Ollie elbowed him and whispered, "George, we’ve been up there… remember? We know the area and we have a boat!" "Yeah, and we almost got killed the last time we went up that far. Remember that storm?" "Oh –– Right –– The storm.... Um, George…?" "Yeah…?" "That was for fish. This is for children… to save them… they’re in trouble… dangerous trouble… kind of like we were in that storm!" "You want to do this don't you?" "George, we might be the only ones who can save them, the only ones!" George closed his eyes, took a very, very long breath and covered his face with his hands. Then he parted his fingers and said through gritted teeth, "Yeah, maybe you’re right but, this sounds like trouble to me. We barely made it out of there last time." "It’s for the kids George, the kids !" Miller and Simms were silent, anxiously awaiting the fishermen’s decision. Would they help or would they decline. The only sound in the room was the clock on the wall. Tick-tock, tick-tock; the seconds clicked by as George silently rubbed his chin with one hand, thinking. Tick-tock; everyone waited in silence…..
Copyright Robert H. Politz IBAX Management