Three Miles Off

"Estrella, I have to tell you something, something Wonder is not aware of, something I've been hiding.
I, I am Jack Hynes."
"YOU, you are Jack Hynes.
What are you saying this for, Jack is dead."
"No he's not, that was someone who stole my identity
I swear I am Jack."
"Jack, Jack, Jack!
Can you hear me Jack?
Open your eyes
Jack, do you know what day it is?"

The blur of the ambulance lights slowly filter Jacks conscience. A small pile of throwing rocks sit along side Jack at the edge of the dirt covered road.
Jack you've been in a fight, can you tell me how many fingers I'm holding up?

What Comes Around

It was all so overwhelming, the coincidence of Estrella running to Nelson, leaving behind what she thought was her own dead father. Her casually bumping into Gordon.

"Your mother and I, well we know each other, as well I know Miguel, he was a good friend of mine but I haven't seen him in years, nor your mother."
"What are you saying, did you know Jack Hynes, did you know my father?"

Mexico City's Past

"Did you say your name is Estrella?
Is Your mother's name Reina?
What is your father's name?"
"I told you my father is dead,
how do you know my mother's name?"
"Who killed your father, did you kill him?"
"No, is was some guy I met, he knew Miguel
and he fell in love with me,
he said my father should pay for his sin."
"Your mother IS Reina!", Gordon concluded.

Morning

The night spilt into the street like an over pored shot glass.
Gordon and Wonder escorted the young latin girl back to their Annabel apartment.
T.S. and Shaggy packed their guitars up the hill.
Morning fell hard .
"What's your name?" Wonder asked as the stranger awoke.
"I, I am Estrella, I come from Mexico City to find my father, and I thank you for watching over me , I Know I drank to much wine last night."
"Oh that explains the stain on my shirt"
Gordon rolls over and scratches his balls beneath the covers.
"Oh, don't worry about that" Wonder offers.
"You said some pretty fucked up shit last night, do you remember?"
"What did I say?"
"You said something about your father dying."
"Oh my god please don't say a thing to anyone about this."

Estrella

The cold night called Gordon, Wonder,T.S. and Shaggy to the Royal to warm them with hard alcohol. The music was loud as usual and the pulse of the bar carried a beat that the four of them rode like a rouge wave. They were buzzing, the dance floor was filling, their glasses filled and spilling. T.S. was ranting some obscure poetry, Wonder was blowing hot on Gordon's ear and Shaggy was looking to smoke another.
A young latin girl danced alone, spinning circles, her dark hair a drift, Gordon and Wonder began dancing with her. She was alone so they invited her to their table as the song ended, she was pissed drunk and speaking gibberish. She said things that didn't make sense, something about revenge and mentioned that her father shouldn't have tried to fuck her. Then she started puking. Wonder and Gordon escorted her outside for some fresh air. By this time she was crying and saying she shouldn't have done it. Snot and saliva flowed from her nostrils and mouth, she started heaving and let go of the nights drinks on Gordon's shirt.
"I'm so sorry, you are very nice people and I am so far from home and I have done something so terrible".
"Don't worry the shirt can be washed, it's not a big deal."
"I can't change what I've done, and now he's dead, I've come all this way to meet him, all the way from Mexico City and now he's dead."
What are you talking about, who's dead?' Wonder asked.
"Oh what do you care? I shouldn't have said anything, but he was my father and he tried to have sex with me, my mother told me it would not be worth the journey, but I never thought it would be this bad, and now he's dead."

Burn One Down

The cold came in and the heat went out, the old iron radiator is a thing of beauty, but just wouldn't keep the room warm.
"Let's get ripped"
Wonder agreed with Gordon, it was just too cold to ignore.
"We can spend the money you made on dime bags and replace it when my check comes in, it's called play'n the system."
Again Wonder agreed.
T.S. reached under his bed roll and twisted one of his last joints.
Just as they fired it, a knock on the door.
"Hey, thought I told you not to smoke that in here!"
Wonder franticly opened the window and a gust of cold air wisped the smoke outside to linger over Baker St.
Gordon laghed one of his deep drawn out trade mark laughs and said
"Come in Shaggy".

Word

Bishop had sent word with T.S. that the hit on Jack had been carried through, that the guy who he had traded cards with back in the underground theatre had succumbed to Jack's demise. And that it would be in his favour to remain in Nelson under the alias of Gordon Young.
Stoned on weed T.S. laughed and said "Yah, Flash Gordon and Wonder Woman"

T.S.

Frost gathered on dying leaves
peoples pace quickened to their destinations.
Gordon recognized T.S. fumbling with his tobacco pouch leaning on a frost bitten brick wall.
It had been years since they had last seen one another
and instead of getting into the entire name change on the street
Gordon and Wonder invited T.S. up to the apartment.
Wonder put on a pot of tea
and T.S. rolled a long skinny joint.
He was in town reacquainting himself with his old digs.
He was accumulating material for the book that he'd been writing for the last ten years.
while Wonder blended her different herbs for the tea
Gordon quietly let on how he had changed his name and directed T.S. to address him so.