The Four Of Us

Nope, nothing on Davy and Danny today, well, not exactly.  I have started my next book that I mentioned Thursday. The opportunities here abound. This is the intro and I believe you will like it. Davy and Danny will return Monday.


THE FOUR OF US
by
Dan Weatherington

Chapter 1 -

Most of the patrons coming into El Rancho Mexican Restaurant at lunchtime Thursday never notice the four old men sitting at the center table at the front. Young people don’t seem to see anyone over fifty and anyone over sixty becomes completely invisible.
“Okay, the food is here. If you three will go ahead and say your prayer to your make-believe friend in heaven we can eat?” said Paul as he dipped a corn chip into the salsa.” As Danny made the sign of the cross in a small arc across his face, Paul shot his eyes upward and shook his head.
“Look, you Atheist bastard,” said Danny. “I would appreciate it if you would keep your comments to yourself.”
“Deist, not Atheist, Deist. You know like the founding fathers. You ever hear of Thomas Jefferson or Benjamin Franklin. . .  No, you wouldn’t have. They’re not in the bible. I'm sorry, I forgot.”
“You two cool it and eat your lunch,” said Martin.
“Excuse me, Mom,” said Danny.
“Marty’s right,” interjected Davy. “You two cool it and please. . . inside voices. We are around decent people.”
And another lunch begins for four old men who most people would never notice, except that in the past year, these four old men, an Episcopal priest, a Baptist minister, a college professor and a writer have been responsible for the incarceration of over a hundred and twenty drug dealers, pimps, extortionists and black mailers. Most people would never notice and that’s the way the four want it to be.