Miss Eleanor Meeks handed several bills to Juice.
"Thank you terribly, dear boy. Its been frightfully difficult to procure a quality product such as this !"
Juice smiled . There was something sweet about this elderly British woman that charmed him.
"No problem, I'm glad I was able to help " he watched her hide the joint in her cigarette case. Turning back towards the diner, she touched his arm.
"Is there a chance I will meet up with you ? Quite soon ?"
"Uum, ..." he wasn't sure if they were going to be staying longer that the weekend. "...just look for us at the diner "
"Very well. And please give my regards to your mother, I find her simply charming ! "
Juice forced a smile. Anyone who found Gemma charming or otherwise needed something stronger than just one joint
He slid into the booth across from her.
" Got anymore ?"
"Not without giving up my own stash," she frowned back. "See that guy behind the bar ? His name is Deke, he owns this place. I sold him one too. I also found some interesting background on that blonde that Opies sniffing around."
Outside the diner, another motorcycle slowed.
Tigg recognized the other Chevy by the corner, and parked next to it.
Hearing a familiar rumble outside, Gemma looked up.
"Is that one of ours ?"
Juice watched over her shoulder, as Tigg entered, and met his glance.
"Yea, it's ours..."
"Hey..."
"What the Hell are you doing here ?" Gemma demanded.
"Uh...where's Jax n Opie...we might have a problem, Gem..." Tigg slid in the booth."I can't find Happy..."
"You lost your best friend ?" Juice couldn't resist.
"Shut the hell up " Gemma glared . "Why, what's goin on ?"
Tigg was tired, dirty, and nervous. Then he saw Jax walk in. "Yo ! Over here !"
And as he looked closer, "What the Hell happened ta you ?"
Gemma saw his face was covered with small numerous scratches and scabs.
"Jezis, where did you fuk her, the damned rose garden ?"
He sighed, sitting next to Juice.
"We finished the meeting , and got ambushed by some birds ...in the living room..."
"What ? What kind of acid were you guys doing ?"
"Never mind, mom, it was just something really strange. "
Suddenly the waitress appeared.
"Gemma, you want some coffee ? These your other sons ?"
Both Jax and Tig looked at the waitress, and then to Gemma, expectant expressions on their faces.
"Yea, Helen, this is Jackson, and this is Tigg. They'll have some coffee ..."
Before Jax could protest, Tigg interrupted.
"Jax, Happy hasn't been seen for two days, and I think he's gonna take care of that family problem I found out about."
"Where do you think he is ? Is this about his cousins kid ?"
"Yea, only its more complicated. Her kid is thirteen, and her mom's boss was messing with her...she found out she's pregnant"
"The mom ?"
"No, Jax, her thirteen year old...she says she was raped twice. She and her mom work for some guy that runs a dairy and poultry gig around here. "
"Where's her husband ?" Gemma wondered.
"Disappeared after the mom found out, and they found him dead near the highway. Shot in the head three times "
"What's the guys name? Where she works for ?" Jax asked.
"Fawcett. ...that's all I know. If Happy is after the guy, we need to find him, he was really crazy when he left."
"Where's Opie ?" Juice was waiting for him to appear.
"He went back to Brenners place, Melanie needs some help from last night"
Opie raked the embers closer, and dumped a final shovel of feathered corpses into the flames. It stunk like shit , and every once in a awhile he would toss a squirt or more of some charcoal lighter into the mess to keep it lit.
The living room was finally cleared and clean, and Melanie watched him from a window. Every so often, she would see him face the bay and the mountains beyond. What was he thinking about ?
Opie had never been this far from Charming. Bodega Bay was smaller than his hometown, and he pictured his wife and family living here...the fishing appealed to him, and so did the boats. Wonder if there's much difference between working on cars and boat engines?
