A Negative Person Sees The Glass Of water Half Empty. A Positive Person Sees it Half Full. A Realistic Person Adds Two Shots Of Whisky, Two Cubes Of Ice And Says “Cheers”


Everyone is in his, her or their positions. I employed two of the largest umons I could find to hoist Ash up and guard him. Sedative or no sedative, if we were alone and he was to get loose we are in trouble. According to my iPhone it is 2 minutes to 8 and I could use a cocktail.

8AM sharp Evelyn emerged, briskly walked out of the bunker in my direction, followed by Ash. She was trying to gain enough space between them in order not to get caught in the net. Ash stopped, yawned and stretched his arms above his head. He was headed towards police headquarters and as predicted slowed when he got to a small coffee place next to the souvenir shop. That’s when Aaron took his shot. Ash stopped and turned and looked around paused for a few seconds, then started to walk. Aaron fired again and again Ash stopped. This time he looked at his butt and gave a mighty roar. He had three syringes hanging off him. He had this combination of surprise and anger on his face started to pull the syringes out of his rear end, when Evelyn decided to step in. She turned around to look in his direction. “Come on Ash, let’s get some coffee.” She called. I thought this was a brilliant way of adding to his confusion as well as getting him to stay in place so the umons could hoist him up. He stopped, blinked and looked at her. I could see he was a bit confused. The sedatives if they were going to work would take a few minutes. Aaron took advantage of the situation and fired the rest., one into his leg and the others the small of his back. I gave the signal and he was soon covered with our net and hoisted well above ground. Needless to say he was fighting and screaming the entire time he was in the air until the sedatives kicked in. Then he went limp. This attracted a lot of attention the police tried to interfere but Max and the umons stood their ground. Max then claimed that due to an unfortunate incident involving the government, Ash was no longer their chief and he/she was taking over. From now on they answered to Max, like it or not. Max then preceded to give a few orders starting with them lining up at the hospital where they would then start taking the formula. They started shout obscenities and to walk away, but most were stopped and basically forced to comply. A hand full managed to slip away, which worried me. This meant they remained loyal to Ash and at some point would come back to haunt us.

Evelyn and I looked at each other. I could feel her pain and confusion. She turned and walked away. I was tempted to follow her for fear she may do something rash, but thought better of it. Sometimes it’s best to allow a friend to grieve the death of a relationship and not interfere. Aaron was able to sneak away as well as Katherine. They wanted to appear neutral, or as much as they could. On the other hand I watched the entire display. As much as I hated to do this, there is a part of me that felt it was totally necessary for the future of Karpland. Ash was messing up and I’ll be dammed if I have another crazy jerk fuck around with my finances as well as the betterment of the islands. I regret to say that the one lesson I have had to repeat throughout my entire is when life gives you lemons, squeeze them in people’s eyes. Perhaps that’s why my karma keeps repeating itself.


Big surprise about to happen so stay tuned…


About cherylgross

Illustrator and author of the Z Factor. Professor Pratt Institute and Bloomfield College. Motion graphic collaborations with poet Nicelle Davis include: In The Circus Of You, Becoming Judas and The Poster Reads; ACTIVE SHOOTER EVENT, travel the video poetry festival circuit. See resume at www.cmgross.com/pages/resume.htm for other accomplishments.
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