Good afternoon. It is I Gigi the parti poodle here once again to introduce another chapter in my story. As you know this story is wrapping up soon and I will be starting a new one that is quite a bit different. But more on that later. This week our novelist took the Maltese and me to the seaside. It was a quiet weekday and I for one went for a dip in the waters. The Maltese however, being purely lapdog was merely walked through the water in the arms of my precious novelist. What a little prima donna. His breed can swim but once they get a little way out, they forget what they are doing, cease to swim and sink. It’s most disturbing.
I’m Tucker and I’m a Maltese and I like the sand. I sat on the sand a lot. It was warm there until Gigi attacked me.
I did not attack you! You needed corrective discipline. That is all.
It is not nice to do that to someone. And then you did it again at lunch.
You were hogging the fresh water.
I was not.
Were…oh, forget it! Here is this week’s installment of What I Found in the Trunk. Desfrutar!
What I Found in the Trunk
Gigi the parti poodle
Rune and Gary stood in the middle of the UW Quad at 4:58 AM. The sun was rising in the morning sky and the cherry blossom trees were lush and green.
“This had better work,” Gary told her.
“It’ll work,” she assured him. We just have to wait for David to get here.”
“All I want is my dad and Bennet back.”
“I hope you get them back.”
“Thanks. That gives me confidence.”
Over near the Art Building which was at the top of the stairs above the quad to the left-hand side they saw four figures begin to descend. One of them was escorting Draco on a leash. The nimble beast trotted down the steps swiftly as if he were a gladiator entering the Colosseum.
“Why’s he got the dog?” Gary asked Rune.
“I don’t know,” she said.
“That thing attacked me.”
“Draco’s attacked a lot of people.”
David, Draco, and the posse all stopped a couple of yards in front of Gary and Rune. David smirked. “You’re punctual, Gary,” he said. “I like that about you.”
“Where are Bennet and my dad?” Gary demanded.
“Where’s what belongs to me?”
“I need to know my dad and Bennet are safe.”
“You have my word they’re safe.”
“Your word doesn’t mean anything.”
“Neither does yours.” David took a step towards Rune. “You’re looking good…considering,” he said.
If Rune was still irritated with him, she didn’t show it. She merely took an envelope out of her jacket pocket and held it up in front of his face. “This is all you need,” she said and tossed the envelope over to him.
David grinned and opened it. Inside was the gargoyle keychain with the housekey attached. “What’s this trash?” he asked.
“Look up? What do you mean “look up”? Is it dropping from a drone or what?”
“No. It’s on one of the buildings.”
“What do you mean it’s on one of the buildings?”
“It’s on whichever building has the gargoyle watching over it.”
“There’s a ton of gargoyles on these buildings!”
“A ton seem like an excessive number.”
David scowled at her and grabbed Darry’s arm. Draco who still hated Gary started barking and snarling at him. The first guy and the second guy grabbed ahold of Gary and pulled him away from Rune while the third guy manned Draco.
“We’re climbing up there together,” David snarled at Rune.
“I gave you want you wanted, David…”
“Hardly! Until I’m holding it in my sweet little palm here, we’re not done. You’re climbing up there with me. Now, that ought to narrow down the options fast!”
“Before I go up there Gary and I need to know his father and Bennet are still okay.”
“Two of you get them!” David growled at his henchmen.
The first guy rolled his eyes and grabbed the second guy’s sleeve. The two of them headed back towards the steps that led into the quad.
“From where I sit,” David continued, “we’ve got four buildings. We can either climb up all four of them or we can go straight to the correct building and save us all a lot of aggravation.”
Rune looked at Gary then back at David. “Fine,” she said. “I’ll go up there with you after you show us Gary’s dad and Bennet.”
“I can’t believe you did this to me, Rune.”
“You can’t believe I did this to you?”
“Making me come here at this time of the morning. I haven’t even had my coffee yet.”
“I mean I give you my grandmother’s ring. My grandmother’s ring.”
“You said you didn’t care if I though it down the sewer.”
“It’s the principal of the thing.”
“I thought you said she wasn’t your girlfriend,” Gary said.
The first and second guy started hauling Bennet and Gary’s dad Larry down the stairs into the quad. Larry was still wearing the suit he had on when Durwin had the girl go to his dealership and drug and kidnap him. Bennet was still mostly naked but somewhere along the way the thugs had provided him with a pair of white cotton briefs. As the four approached Durwin, Gary, Rune and the third guy, Gary’s jaw dropped. He couldn’t believe how bad his dad looked: a black eye, disheveled clothes and sweat rolling down his brow. Bennet in contrast was shivering in the early morning.
“Gary,” he said. “I’m cold, dude.”
Gary ignored him and said, “Dad, are you alright? You look awful!”
“Of course, I look awful,” his dad snapped. “How did you get involved with these crooks? Are you trying to ruin my business?”
“These morons sent some tart over to wag her tail in my face. Says she wants to buy a car and the next thing I know I wake up in a rundown rented college house getting slapped around like a cheap stripper in a back room!”
“Wow, dad. I didn’t think you’d put it like that.”
“How would you have me put it?”
“But you’re okay, right? That’s the main thing.”
“I’m alive, if that’s what you mean.”
“It’s cold,” Bennet said again. “Everything is shriveling up and going into hibernation, dude.”
“Why are you nearly naked?” Gary asked him.
“I’m not. One of the guys loaned me their cotton briefs.”
“Were they clean?”
“I don’t think so, dude.”
“Alright, enough of the chatter,” Durwin growled. “Which of these buildings is it, Rune? And you better not be wasting time or I’m going to take your little exhibitionist here,” he said giving Bennet a jab, “haul him up to the top of that art building over there and push him off.”
“This is ridiculous,” Rune said. “All this for that tiny little thing?”
“Yes. Now which gargoyle is it?”
“Actually, dude,” Bennet said. “They’re called grotesques. Gargoyles have drainpipes in them. Grotesques are just designed to scare off evil spirits. Gargoyles in contrast are functional as well as frightening.”
“Well,” Durwin said. “That’s a profound piece of information that I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about. Now, which one is it Rune?”
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How Independent Films Should Be
STREAM OF THE WEEK: FROZEN RIVER (2008)-Amazon Prime
This week’s film is an excellent harrowing thriller that received the Grand Jury Prize at Sundance and was nominated for two Academy Awards: best screenplay for writer director Courtney Hunt and best actress for Melissa Leo’s outstanding performance. Leo also won the SAG award for Best Actress. Late on payments and stuck in a run down single wide, Ray Eddy (Melissa Leo) a desperate mother who’s gambling addict husband has stolen the money for her and their children’s new double wide mobile home heads out to find him hoping he hasn’t gambled away all the money to buy their new house. She finds his car parked outside a casino on Mohawk territory. After going inside to look for him to no avail, she sees a young native American woman named Lila Littlewolf (Misty Upham) steel his car. Hopping into her own run-down automobile she chases Lila down to Lila’s small trailer hoping to also retrieve her husband but reaching yet another dead end. After a confrontation Ray tries to tie her husband’s car to hers and haul it out but the rope snaps. Seeing an opportunity, Lila forces Ray to help her with one of her jobs: smuggling a couple of people in the trunk of Ray’s car over the Canadian border. Since they are traveling over reservation territory on frozen waters the law cannot stop them. Ray finds the job to be lucrative and signs on for more work, with each run becoming more dangerous than the last.
Sadly, Misty Upham who was outstanding as Lila Littlewolf died of blunt force trauma to her head and torso in her home state of Washington in 2014 at the tender age of thirty-two. Misty suffered from mental illness most likely linked to a gang rape when she was a child and later when she was allegedly raped in a bathroom at the 2013 Golden Globes in Hollywood by an executive of the Weinstein Company while reportedly other men not only witnessed the rape but guzzled beer and cheered him on. Her body was found at the bottom of a cliff by a small search party formed by her family and members of the Muckleshoot tribe. According to the Auburn Police, it is unclear if her injuries were caused by accident, suicide, or foul play as it was nighttime when she fell. Her death to this day remains unsolved.