horrors2

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  2\chapter{Johnny the Knifer}
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  7{\scriptsize Second place: {\em Horrors 2} writing contest}
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 11\noindent I stopped short at the counter. I sat down. Coffee poured out the
 12coffee pot and into my cup, like a pot of brown bullets shooting
 13into my cup and splashing in coffee. The waitress was very pretty.
 14She said ``would you like some coffee''? My name is Luke Bavarious. I
 15like coffee. And I am a detective.
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 19It was my favorite restaurant. It was on 756th street in Manhattan.
 20New York. The waitress was very pretty, and the coffee was just as
 21good. ``How do you like your coffee Luke Bavarious'' she said. ``Sweet
 22like you'' I winked. She winked back. There was something about the
 23way she winked at me and the way she poured my coffee. My heart
 24beat double the blood suddenly, but I was in control. In control of
 25my blood.
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 29``How is that kid you have'' I said romantically. The waitress
 30blushed. ``Johnny is a good kid but I'm afraid he's falling in with
 31a bad crowd'' she cried. I comforted her, my shoulder soaking up her
 32sweet sad woman tears that she cried from those pretty eyes.
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 36Suddenly, three men walked into the restaurant. ``Well Well Well
 37Luke Bavarious'' said the first man. He was horrible and tall and
 38ugliness all wrapped into a tall horrible suit. ``You better run
 39Luke Bavarious after you ruined our drug crime this morning!'' he
 40said. Then he said it again. With his guns. And his bullets.
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 44I jumped behind the counter. The waitress cried ``don't let them
 45shoot the restaurant I have a kid'' so I jumped in front of the
 46counter. The mobsters cackled a sick crackling laugh that bled in
 47waves out of their toothy horror mouths. ``The great Luke Bavarious''
 48laughed Jimmy the Knifer. ``Hiding behind a woman! Laughable!'' he
 49said and proved it with more laughs.
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 53``Not so fast!'' I yelled and reached for my sleek silver loaded
 54Beretta with my name engraved in the gun and on the bullets too. I
 55realized my gun was gone! I had to think fast.
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 59``Not so fast!'' I yelled and grabbed the pot of coffee. I splashed
 60it at Jimmy the Knifer and his goons. The goons ran, missing the
 61terrible shower of deadly boiling coffee. The coffee splashed into
 62Jimmy the Knifer's hands and face. I recoiled in horrible terror as
 63he screamed.
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 67``{\em No}'' screamed Jimmy the Knifer. He fell to the ground, the tears of
 68pain mixing with the steaming sweet coffee as the veins in his
 69forehead popped open like firecrackers in hot coffee and tears.
 70Blood and tears and hair and coffee spilled into the coffee puddles
 71on the floor and he screamed as his skin went into the puddles too.
 72``{\em No}'' he screamed again. ``{\em No}''.
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 76I turned to have my sandwich that I also ordered and the waitress
 77had brought to me before the mobsters came in. Tears were on her
 78face just as surprise was on mine because of hers. ``What's wrong
 79Suzie'' I said. ``We're in New York the city that never sleeps, of
 80course there's gonna be a little crime but I'm Luke
 81Bavarious''.
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 85``{\em No!}'' screamed Suzie. She ran to Jimmy the Knifer! What is
 86happening?
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 90``I told you he was in with a bad crowd'' she sobbed through tears of
 91grieving for her dead mobster son. I recoiled in horror from my
 92sandwich. If I had known! But Jimmy the Knifer was not a
 93child!
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 97``He looks older because of makeup so adults would take him
 98seriously!'' she cried at me. I looked now at Jimmy. A kid! The
 99makeup was melting off in the blood and coffee and boiled skin and
100it was a kid! The sandwich dropped from my hands and the coffee pot
101shattered all over my shoes also. How could I have known?
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105Jimmy the Knifer looked at me with blood eyes and tears coughed
106from his dying words. ``Who's the big man now{\ldots} Luke{\ldots}
107Bavarious{\ldots}'' he said, and in his hand was the baseball card I had
108given his mom to give him for his birthday just a week before. That
109made it even more incredibly sad.
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113``{\em No}'' I screamed and they took me away for murder, on two counts of
114homicidal killings. Johnny the Knifer{\ldots} and Johnny the Boy. 
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123\illustration{Part of Everything}{Coffeeman}{art/Part_of_Everything-Coffeeman.png}