BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

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Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 189 tried to get away. As I watched, Thug went half a block down the street, headed back toward Consumers, biting that animal all over its body. In the meantime, there were four terribly surprised LBs watching their dog run away, and I was watching them. “Okay, motherfuckers, let‟s you and me have at it a little bit!” I went after the closest one. They never stopped to consider they had me outnumbered four to one. I guess they figured the whole thing was a bad idea and it was best just to haul ass. I caught one, a skinny bastard around fifteen, and hit him once. In the face. He slammed backward into a parked car and slumped to the ground like he was dead. I started after the next one, but Thug heard it when I yelled at them the first time and was already back. He put two of „em up on top of a car, crouched on the roof on all fours, too horrified to try to get down. I hit the other one a few times and, after his face was all bloody, he started to cry. He was maybe sixteen, not much more than that. The other two just looked at me, their eyes the stereotypical huge patches of white ringing the dark centers. Suddenly, I was no longer in a mood to hurt these assholes. <strong>At</strong> least, not physically. I walked over by the car and glared at them for a long time before I spoke. “You two fuckin‟ niggers will stay there on top of that car until I say you can come down.” I pointed to Thug. “If you think your skinny black ass can outrun this fuckin‟ dog, go ahead and try. I‟ll let him kill ya. Otherwise, you stay right there until I say you can go.” I looked at the one I just beat up, who was still crying. “Get that fuckin‟ nigger on the roof of that car,” I ordered, pointing to the one he‟d slammed into, “and you get up there with him. I‟ll tell you when you can get down.” Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963
Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 190 Nobody said a word, but he helped his friend get on the roof of the other car. I stopped, halfway across the street, and faced them again. “By the way, the dog doesn‟t speak English. If you get down, for any reason, and I‟m not there to hold him, I bet he‟s gonna kill your black asses.” I went back to the house, went inside, got another Coke, and came back out on the porch. They were all still where I told „em to be. A couple hours later, I let „em all go home, after warning each one I‟d let Thug kill him if I ever caught his mangy ass around my house again. ### I was up at the cottage one weekend with my folks. Grandpa Thurston built it with his own hands the year I was born, and the year after. It‟s a one room cottage with an enclosed bathroom which makes the rest of the place C-shaped around it. It gained a screened in front porch a few years after he died, courtesy of my unofficially adopted Grandpa, Bob McGeorge. I still drove my Ford, and was up there Friday and all day Saturday with my dog, Thug. He and I came back late Saturday evening. I think it was because I had a date on Sunday, but I‟m not positive. I was hungry as hell when we hit Lansing, and I know Thug was, too. We hadn‟t eaten, really, all day. I went to the north end and stopped at White Castle, the only place open that late, except for a Mexican restaurant I liked, but Thug couldn‟t go inside there. I left him in the car and went in to order some food. I asked for three double cheeseburgs for myself, and three for him with nothing on „em but meat and cheese. When I had the food, I went back to the car. Being a pretty damned good guy, I tried to Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963
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