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Today’s excerpt is from Too Many Women, the first of three Bob Becker books.  Terri nearly gets shot while playing with Bob’s dog.  Enjoy and have a fantastic day.

m.j.

 

Terri, who was bored out of her mind, and having finished her “housecleaning” for the day, decided a bit of fun was reasonable.  In no time, Tillie had the wig and was running around with it, Terri in hot pursuit…further away from the house and to the left of the kitchen area. 

Leo saw and shouted, “Dammit, Terri, get that wig back on your head.  Matilda, stop!”

Tillie didn’t know, of course, Leo was a retired Sergeant Major, but did recognize authority when she heard it, plus which, Leo had already befriended the dog.  She stopped in her tracks.  Terri ran to her and took the wig.  She was facing the back of the house, far enough away from it and far enough left of the middle of the house for Boxer to see her…without the wig.  He and Burras were wearing communication sets and he said into his, “I’ll be damned…it’s her…Durbin’s wife.  That fat blonde I told you about is not blonde, and I bet she’s not fat either.  It’s his damn wife.  I’m plugging her, get ready to split.”

As Boxer lined up to take his shot, Terri started to put the wig back on…but wiggled it a bit at Tillie, which was all Tillie needed to make another try at it.  As she jumped, Terri stepped back to receive the brunt of Tillie’s charge in the midsection.  The end result was she bent forward just slightly…at the precise moment Boxer fired.  Terri had the wig above her head at the time, only to have it blown out of her hands.

Leo saw, heard the report of the rifle, saw a splash in the distant pool, and shouted, “Terri get back here right now.  Someone’s shooting at you.”

Terri paused just a second for Leo’s words to sink in.  Then, with the wig flying out of her hands and the sound of gunfire, she immediately did as told.  Tillie, meanwhile ran after the wig, retrieved it and started running around the back yard.  Leo sighed, shouted at her to “come” and went forward to grab Terri.  “Horace, shot fired, my guess is about one or two o’clock from you…probably in a tree.”

 

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