The Death of 1977 (Book 3)

Chapter 8

"Okay, he we are." Audra pleasantly announced as she parked her blue, 1973 Monte Carlo in front of a three story apartment building.

Charles sat in the passenger's seat and looked out the window at the aged building in a subtle, if not somewhat passive glare as to say that the tenement wasn't what he expected.

Slowly climbing out of the car with his cane in hand, Charles watched as Audra, dressed in a pair of brown corduroy pants and an orange jacket, practically raced around the vehicle to open the trunk.

"Now don't you go gettin' my bags for me!" Charles limped over towards the woman. "I am perfectly capable of carrying my own stuff." The man politely smiled as he secured his two duffle bags from Audra.

Smiling right back, Audra said, "Okay, but don't you go trying to climb those stairs without me." She shut the trunk and walked beside Charles.

The sharp, morning wind scooted both individuals up five stone steps that led to the front door of the brick building. Audra pushed open the door and held it for Charles behind her.

"This door is left unlocked until 8 p.m." Audra explained. "Everyone has their own key, so if you need to get in then it shouldn't be a problem."

"I understand." Charles graciously made his way inside. "Shucks, at my age, I'm in the bed at 8 p.m." He snickered.

"Me, too," Audra laughed back.

Charles stood for a moment or two and examined the downstairs area where to his immediate right was ten mailbox slots. Straight ahead was the kitchen, as well as another door just shy of the threshold.

"As you can probably tell, this is the second floor." Audra presented. "I already put your name on your own mailbox.

"Thank you very much." Charles grinned.

"Down that way is the kitchen. Now, each apartment has its own icebox and stove, but the kitchen is primarily used for the big meals like Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter."

"I see." Charles nodded his head.

"And that door there leads down to the basement." Audra pointed. "We have a few folks in here that keep their bikes down there. We actually had a woman that tried to hide her Doberman down there once."

"Are you serious?" Charles looked shocked.

"Oh yes, I had to kick her behind outta here."

All of the sudden, both Charles and Audra spun around at the clamoring of what sounded like feet tumbling down the stairs next to them. Charles staggered back a bit to see just what was happening.

"Oh, it's you!" Audra caught herself.

It was a young, white man with a curly, brown afro who was clothed in an all blue jogging suit and tennis shoes.

"Oh, sorry, Mrs. Watson, I was just on my way out." The man suddenly stopped short of the front door.

"Robin, I want you to meet Mr. Mercer."

"How are you, sir?" Robin gladly extended his right hand.

"Good to meet you, young fella!" Charles gregariously greeted the boy with a hearty

is gonna be staying in

"Oh yeah," Robin lit up. "That's right

"Well, that's good to know!" Charles exclaimed as he studied Robin from head to

"Well, I gotta get out and get

"Get running?" Charles questioned. "Gettin'

"Something like that, sir. You see, I'm training

don't say!" Charles grew

since I was a

fella on the cereal box," Charles

a good day, and it was great

"I'll see ya around, young

began for the upstairs. "Always runnin' around here

a good

you make it up alright?" Audra turned with a

the best I can." Charles strained

are upstairs." Audra lamented

Meeting her, Charles said, "Now you stop apologizing, this place is like a castle to me. Besides, the doctor said that I need

to be a different story attached. One door had The

and after so many months, everything that surrounded him was a complete and utter mystery. All

"Here we are." Audra stood in front of apartment number six with a key ready to unlock

waited and watched as she opened the door and stepped right in. Inside was a small stove, a couple of cabinets above it and an icebox, while in another room adjacent from the tiny kitchen was what appeared to be the living area, complete with one couch, a

self-explanatory as you can

than my last place, I can assure you that." Charles grinned from ear to

that door is the bedroom." Audra directed. "The last gentleman that was here made sure to keep the place

just stood in the middle of the kitchen floor and gazed all around at his new environment with the same subtlety that he carried with him out of

do hope and pray that you enjoy yourself

quite sure I will, Mrs. Watson."

known each other since July, and you're still calling me

"Well, that's just the way I see

and said, "You can call me Audra. This is your home

and doing nothing morning, noon and night." He adamantly stated. "I

about your

her on the hand, Charles replied, "I'll make do with

on her hips and stared around the apartment for a while before focusing back

we need a maintenance man around here. The last one we had couldn't seem to stay

stuff." Charles' eyes grew two sizes

definitely beats having to go out and look for work. You pick up the maintenance duties around here

glared back at Audra with a suspicious hint in his eyes, as though he could sense that

all work out for

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