Spring was in the air and Glenn wanted nothing better than find a big log of wood to chop down and get the load of wood ready to get the still running. The maple sap is being rendered down and almost ready for distilling. timing is critical for this step, because once the weather gets warmer he has to complete his primary, secret mission to get all that moonshine to the farmer's market.
Oh, How Glenn longed for the old days! Back then a bootlegger had high speed chases with the law chasing after him. Good times. Nowadays, he just drove his golf cart slower than he used to be able to because the darn battery in the golf cart kept giving out. So guess I had better read that issue of hot rod magazine that's been sitting on the desk. It has a great article on souping up your wheels. Lucinda was due to return from her winter vacation in the tropics and Glenn was not going to be unprepared like last year.
This year Lucinda would be thirsty for life and for Glenn but Glenn was fearful that Lucinda was also expecting his baby and she would like him to be more responsible. But was Lucinda even sure it was Glenn's baby, seeds of doubt were planted in her mind from one night of drunken passion with Glenn's best friend, the only thing she could do was take a trip to New Orleans to have a talk with Glenn's friend Don who knows a Voodoo Princess.
Glenn drove into town and wanted to surprise Don. He stopped by Don's place and climbed up the 14 flights of stairs to Don's door and as usual barged in, never knocking. As the door swung open there was Don, dressed up like a little school girl bent over the arm of the couch and a large black women all dressed in red with a large buggy whip and a lit candle, she was chanting and looked as though she was in a trance as Don was clearly squirming with delight.
Glenn couldn't believe his eyes but to make matters worse he glimpsed over to the kitchen table and there lying sprawled over the top was an obscenely large turkey. Bigger than the one in the 1951 Christmas Carol, ready to be stuffed for Thanksgiving Dinner. It was at that moment the closet door swung open and there was Lucinda. What was she doing here?
Glenn woke up in a sweat and realized that all of this had just been a dream. Or had it? He vowed to not eat spicy food and drink moonshine just before bedtime anymore. Now he's wondering if Lucinda is pregnant, and if Don is as good a friend as he claims to be. He decides not to dwell on all this negativity and makes his way to the kitchen for a swig of moonshine.
Contributing authors (In order of appearance):
Fetus of Lakbay Philippines
Frank of Foxxfyrre's Honk'n'Holl'r
Jack K. of One Man's View from Lansing, KS
Barb of WillThink4Wine
Marg of Margs Pets
Ann of Ann's Snap Edit & Scrap
Lois of Lowdown from Lois
Sandy B of Traveling Bells
Rajagopalan of Just Out
Karen of Blazing Minds
Buggys of Cute As A Buggy
Glenn of Man Over Board
Anonymous of Can't See Sheep
A great big THANK YOU to everyone that contributed to Glenn & Lucinda (Story Game). Instead of the usual cake we had moonshine instead. You are all awesome!