The cigarette from his hand flickered like a leaf from a tree in fall. The time it took out from the hand to the ground seemed to take forever. More cars passed by, punctuating and interrupting their thoughts. There was a pause between the two of them. Watching the cigarette...

He was on the interstate now, going East, it was early so the sun shown in his eyes. He had glasses but when its so direct its impossible, he put his visor down. 

What will it be today he thought.  Big Joe was on his mind. What's with that guy. ...

Big Joe when he woke up. Shaved his face, he liked the way it felt smooth. Hated when it was prickly. There was something that felt dirty about it. The day of the heist he didn't think about Butch. He was just doing a job. It was separate from his...

The next job was a flower shop. Just off an express way. Easy on and off. Big Joe's plan was to first go stake it out himself. Buy some flowers, chat to the people. Let them do what they normally do. One was behind the counter another was helping him...

James was angry when they got to their cars. No one bats an eye at them leaving separately even though they came together. Maybe just a carpool on the way to work. Their saving the planet. The hours aligned with first shift. So now the traffic started, their cars would...

The diner was empty fluorescent lights on even though it was only four pm. James was hungry, a little shaky from the adrenaline wearing off. 

"What you two having?"

"Two omlettes please just the western, with hashbrowns and a cup of coffee."

"What about you sweetie."

James looked at Big Joe. "Just an...

Out in the sunshine, on the hot asphalt, James woohed and slapped Big Joe on the back.

"That was easy, in and out." They had already switched to normal close their ear plugs off, and guns hidden. James had a hat, Big Joe just sun glasses.

Big Joe responded in...

He knew his father, Dick. A long time ago Butch and him were on a ship together. Touring all the bases. From Italy to Japan, they were part of the sonar team. Most of the time though was spent messing around. Cards, and drinking, and laughing. Talking about people back...

He popped the pills in his mouth, followed by a swig of coke. He swallowed wrong and the bubbles forced a cough and the glare in the rearview mirror of Big Joe. 

Come on James he thought. 

He took another swig of coke. Calming down, he became too aware of...

A cup of cold water fell on his face. Covering the ground of his kitchen and forcing him out of sleep. 


"We've got a job to do." It was Big Joe. 

"Did I really do it?" James sat up sputtering. 

"Do what?"

"Kill Chad?!"

"No you idiot, that was past James, you're...