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*JACKSON*
“Look your best—who said love is blind?”
— MAE WEST
Bad day, Jackson?”
“Not at all.” I nodded once at Genie Lee, unconcerned that my
smile resembled a grimace. She probably couldn’t see much of my mouth
seeing as how I currently wore a lemon meringue pie on my face. I hadn’t
taken the time to wipe much of it off, wanting to keep my hands as clean as
possible should I have need to employ them. I figured I’d either wipe it off
once I finally made it back to the truck or just take my shirt off at some point
and use it as a towel.
But not right now. Right now, since I was downtown, too many folks milled
around. I’d worked hard on changing my reputation. Last thing I needed was
stories circulating back to the station and beyond about me running shirtless
through downtown.
“Anyone I should keep an eye out for?” Genie asked my back as I jogged
past and scanned Walnut Street for Deveron Lawrence Stokes Jr., or as his
momma and everyone else called him, DJ.
“No, ma’am. Have a nice day.”
Her chuckle followed me down the sidewalk, and I shook my head,
momentarily lifting my eyes to the heavens. When I’d come upon the trio of
eleven-year-olds behind Bob’s Bait and Tackle, they’d clearly panicked. I
suspected the stolen pie had launched out of DJ’s hand on instinct. That kid
had one hell of a pitching arm and a mighty good aim.
I didn’t mind the pie to the face, the discomfort temporary, hardly a blip on
my radar. As far as embarrassing situations I’d experienced, this maybe
ranked one point five out of ten.
My grimace had been inspired by the fact that they’d stolen the pies in the
first place. Stolen pies necessitated a third call this month from Daisy Payton
—local business owner and community heavyweight—complaining about a
group of kids sneaking into her diner’s kitchen during business hours to swipe
fresh baked pies. This time they’d made off with six. Last time they’d only
taken two.
Understandably, Daisy Payton wasn’t pleased. And when Daisy Payton
wasn’t pleased, she called the sheriff, who also happened to be my father.
And when my father wanted to make a show of taking action, he called either
Deputy Monroe, Deputy Boone, or me. But if the complaint originated with a
Payton—especially Daisy—I was always tapped for the job, regardless of
date or time, regardless of whether or not I was on duty.
“I’ve got Jackson on it, Daisy,” he’d say, and that always made her feel
better, settled ruffled feathers long enough for the situation to be handled.
But back to now and spending my rare Saturday off chasing down elevenyear-olds wielding stolen pies as though launched by trebuchet.
“Jackson! What happened to your face?” Bonnie Linton called from across
the street.
I tipped my head in her direction while power walking, a blob of meringue
falling to the steamy sidewalk in front of Big Ben’s Dulcimer Shop. “Just
trying out a new beauty regimen, Ms. Linton.”
“Having a bad day, Jackson?” Karen Smith taunted from where she stood
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