Saturday Sharing! #16 Stories From My Past.

Good morning everyone! Well, today it is sunny and cool, with a temperature of 20F (-7C). Hardly feels like it is near the end of April and certainly does not look like it either. That snow we got yesterday is still with us, and likely will be around for a couple days or so. Anyway, back to our story from last week while dad and I were out looking for insulators and we had found a pile of crossarms.

As I reached down deeper into that pile of crossarms, I noticed there were 2 purple insulators, not just one. But one was not as dark as the other. I got the darker one finally but needed to move another crossarm to reach the second. I checked to make sure dad was not in the way and also noticed I could slide that other crossarm into the pile to move it out of the way. Perfect.

But something stopped it and I needed a bit more to reach that insulator, so I gave it a good hard push. Dad screamed which made me jump. “Did you hurt yourself?” I asked. He was rubbing his ankle. “Bonehead!” he said. I shook my head. “You need to be more careful,” I said, “you are hurting yourself too much today. Maybe we should stop for coffee now.” “Good idea,” he said, “over there by those rocks.”

We went over and dad told me to sit on a rock while he went about 50 feet away to sit. “Why so far?” I asked. “Safety,” was all he said. Just then a train went by and it was hard to talk, especially since it was windy too. Dad motioned that he wanted his thermos of coffee. I tossed it to him. His eyes got real big, but he caught the thermos nicely. Unfortunately he fell backward off his rock.

That got me laughing again. “Good catch!” I yelled. “Where is the wasp nest?” he yelled back. “The train is going east, not west,” I replied. “That is why we are having coffee, to rest,” he yelled. He then came over. “Where are my sandwiches?” he asked. I handed him a sandwich. “That is only one,” he said. “You only asked for one,” I said. “I said to make me some sandwiches,” he said.

“No, you said, make me a sandwich,” I said. Dad put his head down. “Why do you have 2 sandwiches?” he asked. “Because I wanted 2, I get hungry out here on these hikes,” I said. “So do I,” said dad. “Then you should have asked for more than one sandwich,” I replied. Dad just looked at me. “I give up,” he said and went back to his rock.

“There is cake,” I said. Dad came back over to get his piece. He took the biggest piece. On the way back to his rock he tripped on a smaller rock and dropped his cake. “It’s covered with small bits of stones,” he said. “Just wipe them off,” I suggested, then began laughing again, loud and long. He did wipe them off, but still managed to get a couple in his mouth.

So he tossed his cake on the ground. “I brought an extra thermos of coffee if you want some more,” I said as I brought it over to him. “Well, you did that right at least,” he said sighing. I started pouring him some coffee. “Hey, look at that,” I said pointing to an insulator. Dad turned to look and moved his cup. “AAAAAAAAAAA”, he yelled.

“You should not have moved your cup,” I said, “that coffee is hot.” And his lap was now wet. I laughed again, loud and long. It was hard to finish my coffee I was laughing so much. We went back to the pile of crossarms and filled our packs with insulators. Dad bent down to get one more insulator.

I did not see dad around anywhere, so I moved another crossarm, sliding it out of my way. Dad got up just then and the crossarm hit him in the stomach and he sat down on his backpack. He was moaning and holding his stomach. “Must have eaten too many stones with that cake,” I said laughing. We got our stuff together and headed back to the car.

Dad told me to walk 100 feet ahead of him, for safety reasons. Not sure what he meant by that. But we had a great day out, and got a lot of easy insulators. I was still laughing back at the car. “Amazing,” was all that dad said. Yep, it was an amazing day. Nice that dad enjoyed it too. Well, that is all for our story today. Next week we will have something different to enjoy! Have a great weekend everyone and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

©2023 Steve McLeod.

The Investigators, Inc. The Case of Mystery. Chapter 8. How?

Kyan will be going ahead of us to take out Toledo’s security system. “What is that?” I asked her. “This little gadget keeps me from being picked up on his radar or any part of his security system,” she replied, “kind of makes me invisible to it. But, cameras are another thing, which is why I have this little gun which will splatter paint on any nearby camera.

That will give me just enough time to disable his security system with this little device.” “Where did you pick up those gadgets?” I asked. “I made them myself,” she said with a smile, “well, I am ready to go, would you like to come along?” “Sure,” I said. She then put one of those gadgets on me so I would be “invisible” too.

Off we went. Surprisingly his cameras were quite far apart, but Kyan decided to take one out and go up to that spot. Obviously the cameras had a large field of vision so it was best to go right up to one. She then put another gadget on the fence and the security system was down. “Okay Mac, hit that front gate,” I said.

Mac drove the car at the gate and smashed through it fairly easily. We were already at the house but Kyan stopped me from going onto the steps. “More security,” she said and put another gadget on the third step which knocked out the whole house security. “Okay Rock, your turn,” I said. Rock came in a helicopter, plus two other helicopters, with the rest of our team and Mandar’s special team.

They landed easily in the large yard and everyone was out in less than a minute. One small explosion and we were inside the house. Lights came on and Carmen started down the stairs. She used the machine to stop one man, but several of the girls shot and Carmen fell down the stairs. She was dead. We went all through the house looking for Toledo, but we could not find him.

Suddenly the house began to burst into flames all over and I called for everyone to get out. Just prior to this, Cinnamon, another of the girls from Mandar, had been searching through a large wood desk and had found some papers she was looking at, when the desk suddenly burst into flames also. She screamed and jumped back but her jacket caught fire!

I ran over and managed to pull the jacket off her before the flames caught her hair. The lights were now out but the fire gave us enough light to run out of the house and to safety. Meanwhile… Back at the chateau. The phone rang and Annelie answered.

“You must be Annelie,” said the male voice, “nice to talk with you.” Annelie put it on speaker so Baldwin could hear it also. “I am Toledo,” he said, “I must congratulate Steve and the rest of you for your fine work tonight. I never would have thought you would ever find my home. And getting past my elaborate security system, well, that was just pure genius.

No one should have been able to do that, but you did it. Too bad Steve did not catch me at home however. Once the house security was shut off, I received a warning message to let me know, so I decided to leave right away. Poor Carmen, I had to leave her behind and I do not imagine she got away from Steve and team.

I am well on my way to another place now so you can tell Steve to relax, I will not be back for a while. I want to take a vacation and work on some projects of mine. But I know we will meet again some day. Please tell Steve to beware of Carmen’s younger brother, Stan, he is worse than Carmen, more dangerous and he has much more patience than Carmen.

I am sure he will not be too happy that Steve killed Carmen, which I am sure he did. I had to burn my house though, such a shame, I really liked that place. But there were papers around I did not want Steve to see, especially the list of my houses around the world. That would be bad if he found that.

I will not make such a mistake again though. Well, nice talking with you, give my regards to Steve and the team, time to get some sleep, it is a long flight.” He then hung up. “Well, that was certainly interesting,” said Annelie smiling. “Yes,” agreed Baldwin, “not often our enemies call in such a friendly manner to let us know they have escaped us.”

“Yes, I am sure that Steve will be disappointed though,” said Annelie, “we were so close to catching him this time.” Meanwhile, back to us. “You had a close call there Cinnamon,” I said, “what were you looking for in that desk?” “Amazing what an old desk can have hidden inside,” she said smiling, “there was a list of houses that Toledo owns all around the world, for example.”

“Too bad you didn’t get that one,” I said sighing. “Oh, but I did,” she said, still smiling, “I have photographic memory and the whole list is right here.” She pointed to her head when she said that. “Seriously?” I asked. “Yes indeed,” she said, “I have been able to do that since I was a kid, I have just gotten better at it as I grew up.

Oh, thank you so much for helping me, that would have been bad.” “Not a problem,” I said, “how would you like to join our team?” “I would love to!” she exclaimed. “I want you on our team too Kyan, if you would like to join us,” I said. “Thought you would never ask,” she replied laughing, “of course I want to join.” Now, how did Toledo escape us?

To Be Continued.

©2023 Steve McLeod.