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    Justice

    By Top Writers Block

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    The law and justice are not the same thing. Some would say that Karma is justice.
    Startling, sad, and sometimes selfish, these 8 tales give their own meaning to justice.
    Grab a coffee and get comfortable. Short stories are made for coffee breaks.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTop Writers Block
    Release dateJul 31, 2014
    ISBN9781310480119
    Justice
    Author

    Top Writers Block

    Top Writers Block is a diverse and eclectic group of talented writers who decided to write stories together - just for the fun of it! Our collections are usually written with one theme or genre in mind. Each author contributes when they have the time, so some of the collections have as many as twelve authors participating. Every collection has something new, with stories and poems ranging from romance, drama, and adventure to mystery, fantasy, and horror.

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      Book preview

      Justice - Top Writers Block

      Collection of Short Stories

      by

      Top Writers Block

      on the theme:

      ‘Justice’

      Copyright©July 2014 Top Writers Block

      Published on Smashwords

      ISBN: 9781310480119

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

      http://suzystewartdubotbooks.weebly.com

      Smashwords License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of these authors.

      Credits

      Cover design : Suzy Stewart Dubot

      Table of Contents

      Justice by Don Bick

      Justice for the Dead by Melissa A. Szydlek

      An Indefinite Period by Barnaby Wilde

      Final Judgment by Elizabeth Rowan Keith

      Confrontation by Bill Rayburn

      Harley versus David’s Son by Suzy Stewart Dubot

      Bowls Opening Day by John Muir

      The Dandy Horse by Barnaby Wilde

      Justice

      by

      Don Bick

      Don is a Vietnam Veteran. He recently spent several months in Vietnam working on his war memoirs - The Boy Died in Vietnam. He has written several novels and short stories available as e-books. His two favorite topics are love and life after death.

      Visit Don’s website for more info http://www.donbick.com/

      It was my second trip to Quepos, Costa Rica, a beautiful town along the coast on the Pacific Ocean side of the country. I was with my brother and we were looking forward to draining a few Imperial Beers, actually, more than a few, and eating one of the country’s signature dishes, black beans and rice.

      We landed in San Jose, the capital, and from there took a small commuter plane on the short 20 minute flight over the mountains to the coast. The scenery below us was incredibly beautiful; the jungle canopy, the Pacific Ocean sparkling blue, edged by a ribbon of sandy beach along its length. In no time we were touching down at the small, very small, airport in Quepos. There was a lone building at the end of a narrow landing strip which served as the terminal, although it wasn’t much larger than a good size house. And it was open all around, basically just a floor with a roof over it.

      The first thing that greeted us was the high heat and humidity. Our shirts were soaked with sweat before we walked the short distance from the plane to the terminal. The temperature wasn’t anything like San Jose, which sat at a much higher elevation and sported a much lower humidity. It was downright steamy along the coast in this part of the country.

      The airplane was much too small to take carry-on bags inside. It only held about a dozen people. So we had to wait a few minutes for the luggage to be unloaded and brought inside. This was an all manual process. There were no machines or conveyor belts here. But it didn’t take long. Once our bags were taken off the cart and placed on the concrete floor of the terminal, we grabbed one of the vans waiting outside, along with several others, and took the short drive into town. From there we had to catch a taxi to go over the hill to our hotel, which was just outside the entrance to Manuel Antonio Park, one of the countries many nature preserves. The hotel was less than 5 miles away from downtown Quepos, in a small community of its own.

      Hotel Playa Espadilla turned out to be the perfect choice for this trip. Our room overlooked the pool, which had a swim up bar. There was also a restaurant on the property. And the best thing of all was the fact that it wasn’t very expensive.

      We spent that first afternoon sitting out at the pool relaxing and drinking cold Imperial beer. We enjoyed watching a couple of large iguanas nearby and one woman was able to coax a dozen small monkeys down to where she sat on the grass a few yards from where we lounged. She fed them bananas while we took photos. That night we had a great seafood dinner in the restaurant behind the pool. All-in-all that first day had been a very nice one.

      My brother liked to cook. And with all the fresh seafood and vegetables in the area he couldn’t wait to cook us up a gourmet meal the next evening. So after breakfast we hopped a bus going into downtown Quepos. That cost us a whopping quarter each! We visited the seafood market there and ordered some Yellow Fin Tuna. The lady took out a large slab of fish from the walk-in refrigerator and cut us off a hunk. It looked like way too much for one meal but it was cheap enough so we bought it all. I could see my brother’s eyes light up once he saw that fish. I figured he must be contemplating how it was going to look after he finished with it later that night, and more importantly how it would taste once he worked his culinary magic.

      When we finished there we walked around a bit to the various vegetables stands and bought a variety of vegetables to go with the fish. I didn’t really know exactly how my brother was going to cook what we bought but I knew it was going to be good. With him in the kitchen it always was. When we had everything we needed and were on our way to the bus stop to head back to the hotel, I spied a bakery that had the most delicious looking chocolate cookies on display in the window. I had to have some! I purchased 6. They tasted even better than they looked. I ate 3 of them before we boarded the bus!

      Once back at the room, I put my bag of 3 cookies on the kitchen counter while my brother put the fish and vegetables in the fridge. Then we were off to hike in the park, which was only a five minute walk from the hotel. The park was unbelievably beautiful and that was why we were staying in Quepos. During our last trip we didn’t spend much time inside this national preserve. This time we intended to hike into some of the more remote sections, hoping to find a few of the larger monkeys that made this park their home.

      Some of the most gorgeous beach scenery was filmed here. If you want to see paradise, this is where you can find it! We hiked some of the back trails, constantly looking out for poisonous snakes as well as any other wildlife that lived there. We did find a troop of white faced monkeys and stopped to watch them up in the trees. And of course there were dozens of lazy looking iguanas. They were everywhere! Their leathery skin covered a wide range of color, from dark brown to vivid green. They certainly were prehistoric looking!

      It didn’t take long in the hot humid air before we were tired out and wanted nothing more than to sit in the pool at the swim up bar and drink some cold ones. We hurried back to change into our swimming trunks, thinking of that first cold beer and how good it was going to taste after sweating profusely all day. Our clothes were soaking wet when we arrived back at the hotel.

      I quickly changed and hurried down the stairs to the pool. My brother followed a few minutes later. Don’t know what took him so long. He was usually the first to get to a cold beer! Maybe he spent a few minutes eyeing the fish in the fridge and thinking about his culinary adventure later.

      I swear I think they short change you on the amount of beer in that first bottle. It always disappears so fast! At least that is the explanation I use. We drank a couple more and watched the two large iguanas on the roof above us playing around. Apparently, they made the hotel grounds their home since they were the same two we had seen the day before. My bladder, not being what it was when I was a young man, sent me up to the room first to relieve myself. Such a waste of fine beer! My brother is several years younger and I don’t know where he stores it but he can put away about twice as much as me before he has to go.

      Leaving the bathroom, I happened to glance over at the kitchen counter and noticed my cookies were gone. I couldn’t believe it! That was why my brother had taken so long changing into his swimming trunks. I had purposely saved those for my after dinner dessert. And he had eaten them all! I was seething by the time I got to the door of the room. Why would he do that? He could have just as easily bought some of his own. But he said he had been gaining weight so didn’t want any. It had been a very nice day so I was torn between confronting him and letting it go. I could buy more the next time we went into town. It wasn’t like it was a huge thing but none the less it irked me more than a little. In fact, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

      Forcing down the anger that was building up inside me over the incident, stupid as it may sound, I left the room. After locking the door I stood on the outside walkway looking down at my brother in the pool, trying to return to my mellow feeling of just a few minutes earlier. And then a miracle happened.

      I watched as one of the large iguanas fell from the roof into the pool below, narrowly missing my brother. And being the nice guy that he is he tried to help the poor creature get out of the water. As he picked up the struggling reptile the thing bit him on the arm! I didn’t know they actually bit people very often because they were so docile. But this I saw it with my own eyes. Talk about justice! Take that for eating my cookies! I was laughing so hard I needed to go to the bathroom again. But I put that off for the time being when

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