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The Range Trip
The Range Trip
The Range Trip
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The Range Trip

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When a salesman attempts to infiltrate The Iron Range and convince the salt-of-the-earth inhabitants to pay for home improvements provided by his company, his trip turns out to be a bizarre ordeal involving dark secrets that he would've never expected. This is a tribute piece to Hunter S Thomson who died recently.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJT Pearson
Release dateApr 1, 2013
ISBN9781301968596
The Range Trip
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JT Pearson

JT Pearson is possibly more myth than reality. It is widely believed that he has been around for thousands of years. Archeological digs have uncovered Grecian artwork that suggests that they prayed to him to cure ailments of the feet. Irish legend insists that JT Pearson is that movement in shadow that you’re not certain that you actually saw, or that image at the edge of your peripheral vision that vanishes when you turn toward it. In the upper Midwest of the United States people had claimed that they had several images of JT Pearson captured on film but they were all poor quality and eventually proven to be hoaxes. It is only recently that an artist rendering was discovered in the attic of an old convent that is believed to be authentic. President Richard Nixon had claimed before his death that JT Pearson was the specter that haunted his boyhood home, and quite possibly the reason that his mother left his father for a short time. Nestled among all of these legends and hearsay is the accusation that he is the author of this sight and responsible for the drivel that has been filling your head. Lawyers for JT Pearson advise that if you read his work you do so at your own peril and no form of compensation either monetary or otherwise will be offered for any injuries permanent or short term which are incurred within the pages of his stories. If you’d like to communicate with JT Pearson either burn a photograph of yourself and sprinkle the ashes into the wind at dusk or you may take the more conventional route at thehungryrobot2005@gmail.com P.S. look for novels coming in the near future. For now, please enjoy the many short stories that he has provided for you to read for free. Feedback is much appreciated.

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    The Range Trip - JT Pearson

    The Range Trip

    By JT Pearson

    copyright 2013 Joseph Pearson

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    It was a glorious day, yellow sunshine abundant, blue heaven above. Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds drifted from a radio that looked as though it had been dropped more than a few times. It was amazing that it was still able to play the cassette tape. The woman on the roof continued to ignore me as I called up to her, choosing instead to bark down instructions to her son that couldn’t have been more than ten. She waited for him to tie another bundle of shingles to the rope which dangled down from so high that it may have been tied to the moon while he tucked a bag of rainbow skittles back into his pocket. The rope hung before him invitingly, like Jack’s famous beanstalk.

    Ma’am, I shouted again, I’m from North Star Builders. You look like you’re doing some home repair. And maybe you’re even doing some remodeling? If I could just have a moment of your time, I could discuss what we have to offer by way of home improvement specials this month. I suddenly realized that I hadn’t even introduced myself. Pardon my manners. Name’s Carson Pratt, ma’am.

    Good for you. I don’t give a shit what your name is. Her response was barely audible from where I stood.

    I beg your pardon, ma’am?

    Go away! she shouted down.

    I looked around. I don’t know if I can. I’m not even quite sure how I found your house. Maybe you could come down and give me directions.

    There are signs out on the road that you came in on. Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction.

    Seems like I’ve heard that expression somewhere before.

    I don’t know what you’ve heard. And I don’t much care.

    That line. It’s from Alice in Wonderland, isn’t it?

    She went back to what she was doing and ignored me.

    These people on the Iron Range were as insane as had been described to me. I’d been told that people like this woman reroofing her home with her ten year old were common here but it took seeing it with my own eyes to believe it. Earlier I’d driven by

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