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and now for a double banger post of Red....(well one and a half, anyway...)
I got up before the Grandy's breakfasts arrived. Still no word from Micah. Probably practicing his next speech.
I wandered over to the Hoover doll on watch.
"Y'all got the setup ready?"
"As per you orders, Mr. Edwards."
"Ok, here's a couple more I thought up when I got up. Make certain the attack teams have gas masks with their own O2. And see if you can scrounge up butyl mercaptan, in some easy-to-pitch glass bottles."
"What's butyl mercaptan?"
"That's what comes out of the business end of a skunk. Safer to use that tear gas, and much more disturbing. But tell 'em not to pitch it without orders. It may not be necessary, and I'm fond of my meals."
About that time the food arrived. I called Micah.
"Temple Of God annex. The sky in glowing with the joy of Christ."
"This is Red. I hope everybodies' appetite is rising with the sun."
"It is indeed."
"Could you ask Micah if I can roll the grub over? The last roller seem to join the congregation."
"I will inquire. Please wait."
I waited a few minutes. The answerer came back on the line.
"Micah say that you may roll over breakfast if you are willing to be searched."
"That's fine, if we can be dignified about it. I wouldn't want to embarrass any ladies."
"Micah will supervise the search personally. He'll see to it that we ladies aren't offended."
"OK, I'm on my way over."
Off I went.
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