Posted: October 20, 2016
Part Two
This action alone caused the young entertainer to stand
to his feet. What put the idea of apprehending
the questionable thug into this lady’s head was beyond him. All he knew was he had to help now. Trusting that everything could possibly go
wrong, Tanner took a step in their direction, selfless and helpless.
Ali had pushed open the man’s jacket in hopes to find her
friend’s missing item, but was shocked to find nothing. The inside of his long coat contained a
button down shirt tucked into pleated pants, one size too large. A belt held them in place.
This confused Ali immediately, and she glanced up at the
man, who returned her brash actions with an indubitably sour complexion.
“No, that can’t be.
Where is it? I saw you put it
inside your coat. Look here you have
pockets in here,” the blonde started to reach into one of the many pockets that
lined the inside.
This immediately agitated the man, who began to take some
action of his own. The man, grabbed her
wrist and flicked it away quickly and closed his coat apprehensively, then
spoke, “Hey, you need to back off lady, or you will be sorry,” pointing a
finger in her face.
This all happened about the time Tanner came to place
himself between the two parties. He
froze in his spot once he realized the size of the man. The supposed thief stood taller once Tanner made
his challenge. This was going to hurt.
The man yelled, “What is this? Get out of my way, you stupid mime. What are you going to do? Make a pretend wall?”
The next few seconds happened so fast that Tanner couldn’t
even quite remember it all. The man went
to push Tanner aside and resume the confrontation with Ali, but Tanner instinctively
put two hands up, raising one hand before the other, like he had been doing all
day. Closing his eyes tight, Tanner only
heard a loud bang and then a cheer from the girls behind him and from the crowd
of people around him in the subway car.
Opening his eyes, he looked down to see the man, at his
feet. The shady man looked upset, but he
was down. Tanner smiled at the crowd and,
like an entertainer, gave a quirky bow.
He contemplated blowing a few kisses to his audience, but instead lifted
his hat, placed it on the ground for a few tips. Then he reached to the man, opened up the
coat, and retrieved for the stolen item.
Silently he smiled at the brunette and in a playful way handed
her what was taken.
Ali rolled her eyes and said, “Listen, you aren’t in Central
Park. Enough with the theatrics.”
The blushing girl answered Ali’s rude remark as she
closed her bag, “Oh leave him alone, he is just doing what comes natural. And when you are in that kind of makeup…
well, I can understand staying in character.
But the way you hit that guy, I am impressed. You don’t look like the type to throw a
punch.”
Tanner just smiled, happy for their attention.
With a girlish kick to the man on the ground, Ali spit
out a few words.
She is like a guard
dog for this beautiful princess. Tanner thought.
“Listen, my name is Dee, and this is Alison. Do you wanna get coffee real quick. So I can thank you?”
Tanner choked in his throat. He tried very hard to say, “Yes, yes,
yes! A thousand times, yes!” The words could not come out. He couldn’t even cough. His throat was dry and unable to move.
A laugh came from Dee, “Oh man, Ali, he is so
dedicated! I like that, I like that a
lot. Listen, I don’t wanna mess you
up. Let’s go to a shop I know, you can
wash up there. Then we can talk.”
Without even thinking first, Tanner reached into his
pockets, and pulled out a deep red rose.
He handed it to his lady.
Where did that come
from? Tanner questioned himself, for the rose he never placed in his
pocket. It seemed to come from nowhere
but his mind.
-Beck
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