Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20171230093314/@comment-24852191-20180103022812


 * The two of them leave the truck and walk inside the house after Mr. Macek beckons them inside. He is an old gentlemenly fellow with a pair of circular glasses, a beard, and aged and weathered face, a brown cardigan, some night pants, and a pair of loafers. He is happy to see Solomon.

Marcek: Solly, It’s so good to see you.


 * Solomon is polite as well.

Solomon: I’m fine, Mr. Macek. Tell me, do you have those books?


 * Macek turns and walks to a table with several old books on it.

Macek: Uh, yes, come. They’re over here.


 * He glances to them as he walks.

Macek: So, who’s your friend there.

Solomon: Oh, this is Mr. Strider. My mother’s fiancé.


 * The old man turns and looks at Charger.

Macek: Oh, fiancé is it? Well, count your blessings, she is a fine woman, but she doesn’t play easy to get.


 * He turns and continues walking.

Macek: You know, I made my own play on her one time a while back before she met your father, God Red his sole.

Solomon: You did?

Macek: Oh, yes. And you know what she said? She said I was too old.


 * He laughs as he walks to the table. He fumbles through the books and he begins handing books to Solomon.

Macek: So, here is that cool book she wanted from Germany. The last six issues of that magazine your brother likes, and I have something I knew you would love when I say it in London last week.


 * He sets a book in front of Solomon.

Macek: An original first addition of Dracula by Bram Stoker. In near Kent condition too.


 * Solomon takes the book and begins looking through it.

Solomon: Mr. Macek, you shouldn’t have. This must have cost a fortune.

Macek: 60,000 pounds to be exact


 * Solomon looks at him with huge eyes.

Macek: It was money well spent if it allowed me to see you smile one last time. You’ve always been the son I never had, Solomon.


 * Solomon hugs Macek.

Solomon: Thank you, Mr. Macek.

Macek: You are most welcome.


 * Soon, Solomon And Charger return to the truck and put the books in the seat and head back to the city. On the way back, the wind picks up and Solomon sits forward in the driver’s seat as they drive along. Charger looks at him.

Charger: Do you play sports, Solomon?

Solomon: Nothing official, but my friends and I led a fencing club at the school before I graduated. My father loved fencing and he showed my brother how to do it, who showed me several techniques.