Dub Wright
Bio
Curmudgeon; overeducated; hack writer; too much time in places not fit for habitation.
Stories (81/0)
The Bridge
Every Sunday morning, we met between The Five Lamps in the middle of O’Connell Bridge. It seemed like an apt place to meet before making our way to church. Actually, it was a bit more for me to cross River Liffey than for her, but nonetheless, it was our habit, and we made a game of guessing which side of the street the other would appear on. From our meeting, we would laugh our way to St. Michan’s Church. I so enjoyed those mornings of sitting with her in the 900-year-old chapel. It wasn’t far, then, to walk toward Keatings, a quaint café.
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Humans
Mike Smith Is Dead—Pt. 18
Rosa slept fitfully on a davenport for two days before her host met her at breakfast and said, “There’s a government truck coming up from Bogota to get the mail out of the airplane. They’ll have to build a trail to the aircraft, but I doubt they’ll come up to the ranch. We buried the pilot the other night up in the family graveyard. I have his ID and billfold so we will contact the airport next time we go to the city and they can find his family if any.” He paused. “Oh, I asked for medical when I told them about the airplane, but I might as well been asking for a Christmas tree delivered by Santa from the North Pole. So, I don’t know what will come. I tried that number you gave me in Costa Rica again, but there was no answer. Someday maybe we will get a cellular tower up in this part of the country.”
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Serve
Mike Smith Is Dead—Pt. 16
By nine that evening they were sitting in the Rum Point restaurant on Grand Cayman. Entering the island republic was not much of a chore, especially when Kip announced it was for banking business. A taxi took Rosa to the Funky Monkey clothing store where she purchased four days of clothes for Kip and herself plus a suitcase and toiletries. Kip spent the early evening at The Royal Bank of Canada where he deposited all but ten thousand dollars of US currency in the bank, and secured a bank note of his deposit. The remaining ten thousand dollars in Calones he handed to Sonny with a request for a drop at St. Croix.
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Serve
Mike Smith Is Dead—Pt. 1
Foreward US intervention in El Salvador, Honduras, and Guatemala may seem like a hazy memory now, but these countries used to feature prominently in world headlines. The civil war in El Salvador, for example, began in 1980 and only ended in 1992.
By Dub Wright5 years ago in Serve