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Topic: Sizzle (05/02/13)
- TITLE: Look'n for Sparks
By dub W
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My girl, Pepper, is making dinner for me. She’s probably smoldering about my tardiness. I met Pepper when I busted her mother, Arson Annie. I caught Annie torching a dumpster. She’s doing twenty in the desert. Anyway, Pepper burned a trail to my office after the bust. I managed to cool her down. I’ve carried a torch for her ever since, but we’ve had an explosive relationship. She introduced me to Sparks. Said he had some hot deals on engagement rings.
I moved cautiously along the wharf. I wasn’t going to let the fog dampen my attempt to grill Sparks.
“I could smell you coming.” I turned quickly to see Sparks light a cigarette. His silhouette burned though the moisture.
He stepped back as I replied, “Sparks. I was hoping to blaze a path to your door. Now here you are ready to be smoked.”
“You’re all wet, Sizzle.” He reached a hand to his side and a cloud of steam nearly knocked me over.
When I recovered I discerned no movement in the fog; Sparks was gone. Only a trail of ashes headed toward the docks.
I scorched a path to Pepper's flat. My guess was right. She was inflamed. When I opened the door a plate of hot buns crashed against the door jam. She was fried. “Pepper, cool down, I was hot on the trail of Sparks.”
Another bun bounced off the wall. “You’re a wash out Sizzle. Sparks has been dangling you over the flame for two years. Give it up before he burns you again.”
I gulped hard; all other thoughts were doused. “You’re right baby, lets eat. What we having?”
“It WAS hot meat loaf. Now it’s cold cuts.”
“Heat up the meat loaf.” I tried to save dinner and my cooling relationship.
“Can’t, was in the oven too long, now it’s charred. If you’d been here on time.” She turned and walked away with a tear in her eye.
I loved her when she was mad. She was a hot tomato. “Come over here baby, we can warm up the room.”
“Take a cold shower, Sizzle.” She slammed the door and locked herself in the bathroom.
I guess the moral of the story is chasing Sparks in the fog won’t set a fire under Pepper. I’m Coal Sizzle, private eye, and tortured lover.
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