Month: March 2024

Epilogue “Rockin’ Down the Highway” The Doobie Brothers ~~~  The Sorrow of Parting Is Not Sweet, No Matter What Shakespeare Said. It Hurts Like Hell, and That’s the Truth. “YES, JAKE. I have the magic credit card in my wallet, and the wallet in my zippered pocket. I know how to get to all the […]

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Chapter 12 “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” Eric Clapton ~~~  Lying in a Dank, Black Atlanta Alley, Oblivious to Scurrying Roaches and Rats, Wanting Nothing More Than to be Claimed by Death. SOMEWHERE, A MAN quietly wept, his low, heartbroken moans and sobs threading their way through Jake’s mind. Maybe he ought to do something about […]

Chapter 11 “Summer in the City” The Lovin’ Spoonful ~~~  A Whole New Park in a Different Part of Town, Just as Steamingly Miserable in July, As the First Had Been Frigidly Miserable in February. “THAT’S IT, THEN. Two more for the week.” As he walked alongside Jake, Dodger busied himself writing something down in […]

Chapter 10 “Monday, Monday” The Mamas & the Papas ~~~  On the Coldest Monday in the History of Atlanta, Butt Gone Numb on an Icy Metal Park Bench, Wondering Where His Brand-New Partner Could Be. FIRST DAY JITTERS. That’s what Jake figured. He was nervous. Dodger was nervous. Their team effort was new to both […]

Chapter 9 “New Kid in Town” The Eagles ~~~  A Very Clean, Very Cheap, No-Frills Motel Room, On a Well-Lit, Quiet Street in the Safer Part of Town, Showered, Dressed, and Ravenously Hungry. JAKE SAT IN the room’s only chair, looking over a handout featuring local eateries and movie theaters. His stomach rumbled loud enough […]

Chapter 8 “Takin’ Care of Business” Bachman-Turner Overdrive ~~~ Under a Dreary Mid-February Sky, In an Equally Dreary Mid-Atlanta Diner, Having a Surprisingly Undreary Mid-Day Meal. “MORE COFFEE?” THE waitress smiled as she held the steaming pot over his empty cup. “Yes, thank you.” Jake hoped the weariness in her eyes reflected fatigue and nothing […]

Chapter 7 “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” Charlie Daniels Band ~~~  Four Event-Filled Weeks Later, On a Park Bench in Mid-Town Atlanta, One Way-Too-Cold January Afternoon. JAKE KNEW ONE true thing—if the devil really was looking for a few souls he could steal, Atlanta made a mighty fine hunting ground. In the two weeks […]