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    Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten
    Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten
    Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten
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    Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten

    By Dave Malone

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    Ozark private eye Walt Records returns a client's retainer since her husband is not cheating on her. Walt Records is a nice guy like that. Or so he says. Local merchants, drug dealers, a preacher, and an insurance scam threaten the wellbeing of the small Ozark town Records tries to protect. Through the unexpected help from his lover, Records faces off against crook and crime in this novelet.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDave Malone
    Release dateAug 8, 2013
    ISBN9781301278367
    Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten
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    Dave Malone

    Dave Malone is the author of seven books of poetry, including You Know the Ones. He has also authored two novelet series and coauthored the stageplay, The Hearts of Blue Whales. His poem, "Spring Dress," was featured on Michel Martin's NPR program Tell Me More. Dave lives in West Plains, Missouri, and hosts the weekly Friday Poems series at his website, davemalone.net.

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      Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten - Dave Malone

      Not Forgiven, Not Forgotten

      a Walt Records’ fiction

      Dave Malone

      Smashwords Edition

      First Edition

      Trask Road Press

      ISBN: 9781301278367

      Copyright © 2013 by Dave Malone

      Cover design and author photo by Jenni Wichern.

      Except for fair use in reviews and/or scholarly considerations, no part

      of this book may be reproduced, performed, recorded, or otherwise

      transmitted without the written consent of the author and the

      permission of the publisher.

      Discover other titles by Dave Malone:

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      23 Sonnets

      dedicated to the 37 Crew

      CONTENTS

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      About the Author

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      When Madeline texted me on a too-chilly-for-any-good evening, I lurked at home four bourbons deep on a night off. For the previous six and three-quarters days, I’d been as much a peeping Tom as a private dick, but a bottle of Early Times from the middle shelf at Mitts Package made me feel a couple pounds lighter in my black wingtips that needed a shine.

      After a long night of the best lovemaking we’d ever tempted the devil with, Madeline’s Calico welcomed the new day by scratching then toeing the kitty litter like an overpaid Yankee jerkin’ around in the batter’s box. It was the humble blue darkness of morning, and Madeline had worked her ten-hour shift at the feed store where she part-times as clerk and laborer. Mads boasts a fresh, clean face and booms all strawberry blonde, pale skin, and lanky frame. I like a girl who has spunk and fire for hair.

      Madeline fits the bill.

      While I pondered kicking the Calico into the next county, Madeline threw my trousers so far they sailed above my noggin. My belt hit the headboard and made a clang worse than Sunday church bells. She weren’t gonna want me around long. Unless.

      She rifled through her top drawer where she keeps her panties and bras, a .38 Special (which I’ve seen her bring out a few times), a small purple vibrator (which I’ve never seen her bring out), and her great great great granddaddy’s Union Medal of Honor for facing enemy fire and retrieving the Union flag.

      Her nipples as pink as store-bought carnations were just about to fall inside a functional magenta bra when my hands trickled above the backs of her knees, up her thighs, and around her ass before they stopped at her sides. My last three days of investigation had put a scruff on me that scratched her shoulder into submission. I hoped the rest of her would come along.

      An elbow into my ribcage told me different.

      I bit her

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