Rick had shown up at the end. It took me about 45 minutes to get to him. Everybody may have disappeared but they hadn't gone far. As soon as I started moving towards the picnic tables to sit down they came popping back out. It was a 100 questions time. Eventually I yelled "Enough! Go!"
Rick wanted me to come see the video before he uploaded it. "You got to see this Chosen!" He was obviously excited about it.
"I don't want to see it.
He looked so crestfallen that I had mercy on him. "Rick. I was there. Just post it."
"I'll look at it Rick." This was Sharon of course. I watched her walk with Rick chattering away a mile a minute. I seriously considered telling Roy to pack the car and let's roll. Let them figure out what to do on their own.
Roy was smoking his second Newport. He was just laying back watching me deal with the 100 questions except when someone asked him for a cigarette. He told them "Sorry" and blew smoke in their face. I saw them look at me, back at Roy, then to me again. I ignored him. He went away. Eventually it got back to being just me and Roy.
"So what's it going to be Chosen?"
"Roy, You ever get that itchy feeling? You know the one that tells you to get moving. Like now, if not sooner?"
He paused and blew a cloud in the other direction. That was good. The next time he blew one in my face I was going to knock him upside the head with STAFF.
"Yeah. Sure do. Don't need to hear bugles anymore either."