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Chapter 3

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Selwin, now there was a man with strength. His shoulders. His arms. His wrists. And his hands. Those hands, so strong yet so soft. Carressing her, touching her. Oh, what those hands could do. None of them, however, even came close to the wonderful music he made on his banjo, and it had all of the strings. None of this two stringed, home on the range crap! Selwin could paly just as well as anyone on "Hee Haw." He was an inspiration, a dream. Nothing at all like this Nigel guy. Oh well, after his death in the semi-finals of the banjo duel I suppose I have to settle for Nigel. "Yes Nigel?" "Oh yeah baby, I love that tune you are playing." Sandy
"I think you are confused, Janice. I'm not actually Nigel. Remember? Nigel sent me here to prepare you for his arrival." Janice gave the man a quizzical look. "I'm Nigel's best friend. Rufus T. Firefly. Remember?" Rufus finished his rendition of Home on the Range and moved right into Country Roads without skipping a beat. Janice's head swam. She closed her eyes, squeezing them tight against the memories that were flooding back. "We're not in my room are we?" she said to Rufus. "No, you silly thing! This is your padded cell. But don't worry, Nigel will be here soon to rescue you. Country Roads, take me home ..." Rufus sang. Sandy
Sing it aagain for me.. she asked none
i love you man none
but erstwhile peccary besmirch thy loathsome shore! d
Certainly they were unusual lyrics none
Not many people sang about South American rodents but the music was interesting if for only its rollicking contrapuntal undercurrents. Janice pushed the yellowed pillows up behind her back and began to move her left foot in an approximation of the rhythm. "You know, this would be quite nice with piano accompaniment," she mused without a hint of irony. "I was just thinking the same thing," chirpped her visitor, between banjo plucks. Stepping back from the end of Janiceís bed he beckoned into the corridor. Something bumped the door frame and then a small upright piano on wheels appeared at the end of her bed. Behind it was an avuncular black man who smiled nervously at Janice and moved easily into a smart rendition of As Time Goes By. Meanwhile Rufus held a pink spot on the singer/pianist. There were twenty six Swiss francs in the brandy snifter on the piano top. Ignacious
Janice was impressed, but confused. "What is the point of all this?" she asked Rufus. "We are preparing you for Nigel." Rufus explained to her again. Janice decided that Nigel must be quite a man of power and influence. He certainly was a mystery at this point. "Well, I hope he doesn't turn out to be an odious little troglodyte. That would be very anti-climactic after a build up like this." The man at the piano stared blankly at Janice as he finished his song. He scooped the Swiss francs out of the brandy snifter and dropped them in his coat pocket. cuddles
"How about a request, little girl?" "You must have some favourites now don't you?" he asked in a beautiful cocktail voice. "I used to play at Rick's you know... it was the finest nightclub in North Africa... just a memory now." Ignacious
"yes memeories" agreed Joanie(i.e. little girl)"after they needed the superhighway to Adas-ababa they've been leveling everything in sight.", "those no good garbage-pickers, they ruin everything!"charged Amal. lithium
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Amal was still having "night visitors" but the treatment seemed to be helping. Janice truly enjoyed "Memory" after all she had seen Cats 72 times and knew the entire libretto. This guy at the piano was good but he wasnít in a cat costume and he wasnít Andrew Lloyd Weber either. "Please stop, itís wonderful but I think Iím going to have a hairball." Pleaded Janice. Ignacious
"Yes, play something else." Rufus ordered. He nervously glanced at his watch and then nervously looked at the door. Nigel should have been here by now. Amal began to play the theme song from the movie "The Sting". Janice wondered how many songs Amal was going to play before Nigel made his grand entrance. She wanted to say something but she could see that Rufus was obviously agitated and she didn't want to set him off. Rufus began to pace back and forth across the room. Janice could see that he was clenching his teeth and a vein had popped out on his forehead. She was suddenly very uncomfortable with the situation that she was in. cuddles


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