One Night Stands With a Twist
By N.C. East
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N.C. East
N.C. East is a young author from the Pittsburgh area who uses her studies in anthropology to craft stories that are not only entertaining but deep in cultural and societal themes that often shine a mirror on the modern world we live in today.
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One Night Stands With a Twist - N.C. East
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It was late in the afternoon on an early spring day. Lisa Gallagher was on the last leg of a long drive home from a sales call when an ominous clanking sound emanated from under the hood of her old blue sedan. With her fingers crossed, she carefully continued on her drive through the winding country roads. She was in what seemed like the middle of nowhere when her car let out one last clank that turned to a pathetic stutter and the engine ground to a halt. Mumbling, with her hands gripped so tightly in anger around the wheel her knuckles were white, she coasted the car to the side of the forested road where she rolled to a stop.
After sitting in the front seat and cursing for a few minutes, Lisa remembered that she had passed a tiny service station just a mile or two back. She pulled out the keys, switched her business heels for a pair of sneakers in the trunk and started her walk. She kept a good pace and despite the loose gravel that covered the narrow roadside, managed to make it to the gas station in a little under a half-hour.
The aged establishment had only two pumps and a garage big enough to hold one car. A scruffy man greeted Lisa as soon as he saw her on foot. Break down?
he asked as he spit out his chew and wiped the grease from his hands with a dirty blue rag.
Yeah,
Lisa answered with a huff and a forced smile, how’d you guess?
Not many folks go walking on this here road.
Good point. Can you help me?
I sure can, let me get the tow truck started up and we will go get your car.
The tow truck was at least fifty years old and rode rougher than a rollercoaster as it trekked the short distance along the old road. It started to drizzle as the mechanic fiddled around under the hood of her car while Lisa stood nearby and pretended to know what he was doing. I reckon I can fix this; no problem.
The skinny, grey-bearded mechanic spoke slowly as he wiped his hands on his rag. I can have it by dinner tomorrow.
Lisa rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in frustrated disbelief. Tomorrow? Can’t you fix it tonight?
No, no, I can’t. You see here, I gotta go to East Mound to get this here part. You see, I have lots of converters at my shop but none for a car like this. I will do that tonight on my way home and then put it in tomorrow. So, your car will be finished by dinner tomorrow. I reckon you don’t live ’round these parts.
Lisa didn’t know if she was more frustrated by the situation with her car or the slow talking, laid back mechanic who was her only hope. No, I don’t. I was on my way home from a sales trip. I live about a hundred and fifty miles from here.
I’m guessin’ you ain’t gonna be havin’ anyone come pick you up and bring you back tomorrow.
No. That’s too much of a hassle.
I can drop you off at the Creek Inn. It’s a quaint little hotel about five miles up the road from here. I reckon they’d have a room for you to rent for the night.
I guess that will have to do, thank you.
Lisa flashed the polite rural mechanic a smile and rolled her suitcase out of the back seat and tossed it into the tow truck. The man hooked her car up to the truck and drove Lisa to the Creek Inn.
Now, I will call you if anything changes,
the man told her as she climbed out of the truck. If you can’t find a ride to my shop tomorrow, I will come by and pick you up.
Thank you.
Lisa paused and looked at the old log and brick building where she would bed down for the night.
Have a good night’s sleep and enjoy the country air.
The mechanic hung his head out of the window and waved as he drove away with a parting honk of his nearly ancient horn.
The inn was set a few hundred feet back from the road and Lisa made the journey wheeling her suitcase in tow, the small plastic wheels tumbled along on the gravel driveway. Inside, she found an empty front desk. She searched the small wood-paneled room in vain for a bell to ring and decided to head towards two voices she heard in the distance. They led her through a small hallway to a small room with a bar and three wooden tables. The walls were covered with old pictures and newspaper clippings. The floor consisted of an old red carpet that was tattered near the wall in some spots.
The voices Lisa heard belonged to Patty, the middle-aged innkeeper who promptly introduced herself and Stuart, a barkeep in his mid-thirties with dusty brown hair who plopped an empty glass up on the bar and smiled. I’m Stuart, the steward of the bar; what can I get you to drink?
His cheesy words were accompanied with an equally cheesy smile; neither of which charmed Lisa the way they intended.
I’m sorry,
Patty said, we didn’t hear you come in. My name is Patty. How may we help you?
My car broke down and it won’t be fixed until tomorrow so I was wondering if you have a room to rent.
Look around honey.
Lisa gestured to the empty bar. Me and Stuart are the only ones here. I got twenty rooms I can rent you if you want.
Just one will be fine.
Lisa laughed as she followed Patty back to the front desk and handed over her credit card in exchange for a key.
Stuart!
Patty shouted into the bar. Come take this nice young woman’s bag up to her room.
Oh, no, that’s fine,
Lisa said, politely waving, I can take my own bag.
Don’t be silly!
Stuart swooped in and took the handle of her bag. It’s my pleasure. You are the first guest we’ve had here in over two weeks. It’s a nice change of pace to have someone’s luggage to lug up the stairs.
Lisa was too tired to fight the odd man’s politeness. Well, thank you.
She’s in room seven,
Patty told Stuart as she handed Lisa her credit card back and organized a stack of papers on her desk.
Follow me this way,
Stuart said as he headed up a staircase covered in the same old red carpet that was in the bar.
Lisa followed Stuart into the quaint little room outfitted with old wallpaper, wooden floors and a twin bed on what looked like an old, hand carved frame. He set her bags down in the corner and waited while she looked around the room. Is there anything you need?
he asked.
No, I’m fine. Thank you.
Well, if you need anything don’t hesitate to ask me or Patty. If you get hungry or thirsty the bar is open until nine o’clock and we serve the basics. Been told I cook up the best burgers south of Boston and north of Baton Rouge!
Thank you. I am a little hungry. I might finish up with some paperwork and the head on down for dinner.
Sounds good. Remember, if you need anything, just ask.
With that, Stuart left the room and closed the door behind him. Lisa pulled out her laptop, made herself comfortable on the bed and went to work.
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