
If you live aboard your sailboat in the winter and have to use the head, you use the one on shore, not the one on the boat. Even with the diesel heater, you feel the dampness. So I climb out of the sleeping bag, open the companionway and peer out at the weather. I pull on sweatpants and boots, and stumble into the cockpit up on deck and onto the dock. If there's no wind there's usually frost on the dock. The dock is covered in a white film of frost.
It's high tide, so I can see the Time and Temperature Building with the clock flashing its 18 foot high numbers 5:09, then -3, then WMTW. Up the dock, and the gangway, to the head.
On the way back to the boat, I'm thinking I'm not going to go back to sleep when it's this cold. So I grab my toiletry kit and up to shower, shave and change. I walk over to the car, and start it up. Thank goodness for heated seats.
I drive out of the DiMillo's parking lot and turn left onto Commercial St. Becky's Diner is the only place open at this time of morning.
I park in front and grab a Press Herald from the machine. A buck and a quarter. This is why newspapers are dying. I walk inside and upstairs. I used to like this place when it was just on one level, but that's progress.
I sit at the counter and order a number 3, with home fries and onions. Service at this time of day is remarkably swift. Coffee and juice are delivered as I see the headline: Little Diamond Island Murder.
Murder is an uncommon occurrence in Portland. Usually it can be a domestic dispute, drug related (rare) or alcohol related (most commonly a DWI). The bacon and cheddar omelete arrives and I dig in.
Not until I finish eating do I look at the paper. I almost fall off the stool when I see, "Police Captain Vince Mailot is being held as a suspect in the island homicide." Vince is my best friend. The rest of the article describes the calls from the island around 8 pm. The police respond about an hour later and find Vince at the home of the deceased, an attorney named Chelsea Dexter. He is covered with her blood.
He's being held at the Cumberland County Jail.
To be continued.


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seriously... you are one talented writer.
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Chuck -- Thanks I appreciate the kind words.
Jane -- always read the tags
Latethink -- see the tags
Greg -- it looks like it to me, too.
Lea -- Glad you were hooked. Jimmymac's a better writer.
Liz -- ha
owl -- I hope so.
I lived on a boat for 3 years-but in the Keys where it is warm!
wake me up if necessary when you resume
Great writing...
(And, yes, I did think it was a true story until I saw the tags--thanks for those!)
Jlee -- How can I refuse such a request.
Harp -- I was going for the shock factor. Apologies for shaking you up.
Teddy -- the tags
Trig -- Will do
Cap'n -- the tags, yes
Patricia K -- I will
Ardee -- I know about the bottles
Juli -- ok
Suzn -- Realism is what I was trying for. Thanks.
Delia -- Will reel you in soon.
Stim -- It does but it's fiction.
Lois -- thanks
Janie -- Ha
L&P -- Glad you enjoyed.
CB -- Fiction my friend.
latethink -- you'll start reading tags now.
Hello -- good things come to those who wait.
Chocolate -- Thanks for the positive feedback
Larry -- Suck it up and be a man.
And I knew when I opened the thread that you were the blogger...so it shoulda come to me immediately as fiction.
But it dint!
Frank -- You've paid me the ultimate compliment. I thought no one could pull the wool over your eyes. Thanks.
Really great. Has the start of a terrific crime novel.
Do *you* live in a sailboat?
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Denese -- I did after I got divorced, but I don't now. I still have a boat.
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markinjapan -- if I don't find a finish for this story, they'll be writing my obituary
smithery -- me too.
I'm thinking he'd better get a good lawyer.
Then I'm thinking, dude don't live Portland.
Write more! I'm kind of excited to see what happens next.
Note: rope, a big plastic tarp, a shovel, duct tape, and rubber gloves. Man, they really do help in a pinch.
My 'friend' told me that.
Yeah, that's it...my 'friend.'
A really great piece, man!
:)
scanner -- Portland meth capital? Huh>
angrymom -- I'm with you on Portland,
Susan -- I only hope I have a great ending.
Cartouche -- I just stop when I run out of story. Brilliant, huh?
Gwendolyn -- You don;t have any relatives in the book publishing business do you?
Great story so far..
You have been Monkey Picked by the High Council of Monkeys for your tease and we were glad it was labeled fiction otherwise, we were going to ask you, how does a sheep dog drive?
We usually see the sheep dog just kind of wandering back and forth, with no particular place to go!!