Today’s scene is something that’s been peculating in my head for some time now. If I actually start writing that first novel, it may be with this idea. I haven’t cheated though, I wrote this scene yesterday. Of course, there are some supernatural elements, just not readily apparent in this scene.
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Squeezo sat down in the last stall of the bathroom, put down the roll of magazines he had in his pocket, and closed his eyes. He listened. The cacophony of crickets, snoring and farting were the normal nightsounds of the Camp Marydale Minimum Security Prison. Of the two Officers on post, he could hear the steady breathing of one and an occasional turned page from the other. Satisfied that nobody had followed him in, he relaxed a little and opened his eyes. Squeezo unrolled the magazines (some short eyes books he had traded two jars of peanut butter for) and pulled out a greasy napkin upon which 6 names were written. Four of them were crossed out.
Of the remaining two names, he knew one. C.O. Dietz. The other was a female named Emily. That might be the name of Dietz’s wife, or maybe his daughter, Squeezo didn’t know. What he did know was that though he had traded the peanut butter with Flocco, that Flocco was as dumb as a box of hammers. There was no way that he had made up the list.
He also knew that Natural had these books before Flocco, and that unlike Flocco, Natural was smart. He had a way of finding things out.
Squeezo needed some time to think.
I was disappointed in this product. I recently lost my Victorio Strainer in a house fire. I needed to replace it to make apple sauce. I ordered this Back to Basics version because it looked the same in the picture.
This one is cheaply put together. The plastic parts are thinner then older models. The different strainers snap on instead of screw on. This makes me worried that when I’m really cranking on it and the pressure is on the strainer is going to snap off. Beware that if you have an older model, even a Back to Basics model, your screw on strainers won’t fit.