The last thing I remembered about him was his Roman nose. We were at ‘Big Joe’ Brady’s restaurant, and we were having a good time with each other. We agreed to meet at this exact spot, and time after 20 years, and then we parted. We just left each other. That was the last time I saw Jimmy Wells. I feel a drizzle of rain beat down on my coat. I’m waiting at the doorway of a hardware store. The moon glistens, lighting up everything just enough for me to see the outline of my surroundings. I see policeman is trying doors as he grows closer to me. “It’s alright officer,” I say, taking my unlit cigar out of my mouth. “I’m just waiting for a friend, his name is Jimmy Wells. It’s an appointment made twenty years ago. Sounds a bit funny to you, doesn’t
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What is it for?”, the policeman asks with a unusual tone. “Just to catch up with him. When we arranged the appointment, we parted our ways, eventually leading us to never seeing each other again”, I innocently state. “You mentioned ‘Big Joe’ Brady’s. Wasn’t it torn down around five years ago?”, the policeman asks skeptically.
“Yeah,” I say, while lighting my cigar. The light was bright enough to show my face, but not the officer’s. “But this appointment isn’t your regular appointment. This appointment is extremely important for both my friend, and I. Ever since I went to the West, we basically each other,” I sighed. “Three minutes to ten,” I announced. “It was exactly ten o'clock when we separated here where the restaurant door used to be”, I said. “How’d you do out West?”, asked the policeman. “I did great! In fact, I probably succeeded more than Jimmy. Also, I had to work way harder than Jimmy. Jimmy probably barely worked with that good-looking face of his”, I said calmly. “I’ll be on my way, duty calls! Going to call time on him sharp?”, the officer asked with a smile so perfect. In fact, too …show more content…
I still have hope that he will. I waited longer, and smoked another cigar to pass some time. I start to have doubts that Jimmy wouldn’t come, right when I was about to leave, I see the outline of a tall man in a long overcoat walking towards me. “Is that you Bob?”, the figure questions. “Is that really you Jimmy? Jimmy Wells?”, I screamed. We both started for each other, and when we met, we hugged. I didn’t want to stop, and I could tell he didn’t want to either. A little while later, we were just walking, arm in arm, talking about what we’ve accomplished when we lost contact. Jimmy was pretty fascinated about my success, but his reaction was not what I expected it to be.
Jimmy and I head towards a lit drug store to see each others’ faces. Right when we locked eyes on each other, I freeze in my tracks. “You’re not Jimmy Wells,” I mutter. “Twenty years is a long time, but not long enough to change a man’s nose from a Roman to a Pug”, I scream. “Well, twenty years may not have the ability to change my nose, but it can change a good man to a bad one,” the man stated. “You’re under arrest ‘Silky’ Bob. I know what you did out in the West”, the man
What is it for?”, the policeman asks with a unusual tone. “Just to catch up with him. When we arranged the appointment, we parted our ways, eventually leading us to never seeing each other again”, I innocently state. “You mentioned ‘Big Joe’ Brady’s. Wasn’t it torn down around five years ago?”, the policeman asks skeptically.
“Yeah,” I say, while lighting my cigar. The light was bright enough to show my face, but not the officer’s. “But this appointment isn’t your regular appointment. This appointment is extremely important for both my friend, and I. Ever since I went to the West, we basically each other,” I sighed. “Three minutes to ten,” I announced. “It was exactly ten o'clock when we separated here where the restaurant door used to be”, I said. “How’d you do out West?”, asked the policeman. “I did great! In fact, I probably succeeded more than Jimmy. Also, I had to work way harder than Jimmy. Jimmy probably barely worked with that good-looking face of his”, I said calmly. “I’ll be on my way, duty calls! Going to call time on him sharp?”, the officer asked with a smile so perfect. In fact, too …show more content…
I still have hope that he will. I waited longer, and smoked another cigar to pass some time. I start to have doubts that Jimmy wouldn’t come, right when I was about to leave, I see the outline of a tall man in a long overcoat walking towards me. “Is that you Bob?”, the figure questions. “Is that really you Jimmy? Jimmy Wells?”, I screamed. We both started for each other, and when we met, we hugged. I didn’t want to stop, and I could tell he didn’t want to either. A little while later, we were just walking, arm in arm, talking about what we’ve accomplished when we lost contact. Jimmy was pretty fascinated about my success, but his reaction was not what I expected it to be.
Jimmy and I head towards a lit drug store to see each others’ faces. Right when we locked eyes on each other, I freeze in my tracks. “You’re not Jimmy Wells,” I mutter. “Twenty years is a long time, but not long enough to change a man’s nose from a Roman to a Pug”, I scream. “Well, twenty years may not have the ability to change my nose, but it can change a good man to a bad one,” the man stated. “You’re under arrest ‘Silky’ Bob. I know what you did out in the West”, the man