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The Astromates... Part 1. This is a book, part of a series of five books I have written which I hope you will enjoy. Having studied and used astrology for many years, using it as a tool for Astro-Pyschology, to gain insight into one's 'Inner Sense', I use it within these stories as an agent of fun and with much tongue in cheek... CHAPTER ONE. THE OPENING. His office was a pile of crumpled paper, some unfinished charts and a scruffy armchair to go with the desk. "Hi, Alexo.", I said, pulling up an equally scruffy chair to face him. In silence we studied each other. Except for the greying tinge in his hair, he hadn’t changed. We had known each other since childhood. He had always been the clever one, I the stooge, always falling in line with his schemes and forever paying the price. I smiled. Those days were long gone. Now I was very much the master of my soul. I had not heard a word from Alex, not for over two years, until a hand-written note with his name and this address had been thrust through my letter-box. And here I was. "Glad you could make it, dear boy. Sit down, sit and make yourself comfortable.". I sat, cautiously silent. His real name was Brian Dobbins but from our first time of meeting, he insisted I call him Alex. "Glad you could make it.", he said again, rubbing soft hands together and gazing at me through watery blue eyes. "So what gives?", I asked. Before Alexo could reply, a telephone shrilled out in fierce emergency from somewhere beneath the piles of paper on the desk. Holding one bony hand up to halt further conversation, his other hand dived beneath the mass of paper to retrieve a grubby grey phone. It somehow reminded me of a dirty grey slug emerging from some rumpled undergrowth. Alexo put the slug to his ear. "Astromates. Alexo speaking. How may I help you?". His voice had undergone some dramatic change, effeminately higher, oozing out, like mud between a ’s fingers, slippery, gushing. If only the hot-water tap in my bathroom gushed water out like that, I’d be a happy man! "Amamda? Is that you, my dear?". A wailing voice tinned itself out from the ear-piece. "Oh no. Oh, my gosh. How dreadfully awful!". Alexos’ voice had risen another notch, falsetto now, his free hand hanging out in a limp-wristed manner. Now, I know Alexo wasn’t gay. I knew of old that cunning, womanising, mind and his lecherous tastes. Watching and listening to him right now, I found it extremely hard not to reach out and the knuckles of the limp hand. Again, the crackling voice echoed out while Alexo listened with sad attention. "It’s such a shame, Mandy dear.", he sympathised when the crackling stopped. "But some things are not meant to be. Such a shame. This time I really thought things would be alright, the charts were such a good match.". More of the crackling voice. More sad attention. "D’you know what I think, Mandy?", Alexo began with hopeful explanation. "I think, what with you being a Cancer lady, a Moon-Maiden (God! That must have got old Mandy’s juices flowing, whoever she was!)... And with Anthony being a Piscean, well perhaps there was too much emotion going on in the relationship. I mean, what with you both being Water-Signs, it was bound to end up in a flood of tears.". Crikey! I could have filled three baths full of water and still had enough left over for a few buckets! "What! You found out he was married!". Alexo picked up a piece of paper from the desk, making out to study it, rustling it close to the ear-piece before saying… "I’m just looking at his file right now. He’s down here as being divorced. I’ll cross him off my list right now!". The crackling rose to a crescendo so that Alexo held the phone away from his ear. "Deary, deary me.", he kept saying. Fascinated, I listened unashamedly to the conversation between the crackling wail and the sycophantic clucking of Alexos’ tongue. "Please Mandy, dry your eyes, there’s an angel.". Alexos’ eyes, which had been turned heavenwards, now aligned themselves with my face, the sadness leaving as an expression of inspiration took its place. "Listen Mandy, dear, it just happens that I have here, on my desk, a Birth-Chart of a perfect gentleman, a Mr. Richard Kimble. He’s a Scorpio, a real charmer.". You know when something weird but not wonderful is about to happen, when the hairs on the back of your neck start to rise? Well that was happening to me as I returned Alex's gaze. Perhaps it was just me, my imagination playing tricks on me. Perhaps Alex just wanted some privacy. The limp hand waved me down as I started to rise. I sat. "Yes, of course, my angel. Look, I’ll tell you what I’ll do, give me time to check Richards’ chart against yours and once they are proven suitable I will set up a meeting with you both.". Alexo listened to the squeal of delight before continuing… "And do you realise there’s a New Moon due this coming Tuesday. It’s a time for new beginnings for you in your area of relationships, a time to plant some new seeds. So don’t fret until you hear from me, Mandy love. Oh, and don’t forget to wear that silver cross-and-chain you bought from me… Ever so lucky, you know.". I listened to him honeysuckle some more sweet nothings into the phone before he put it down, the grey slug sliding itself back under the rustling undergrowth. Now, I’ve heard some rubbish in my time, especially since I’d been tied to Alex from childhood but what I’d just listened to really took the biscuit! |
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1/2/2012 2:47 am |
Mmmm, this promises to be another hilarious read. I wonder just what scrapes Alex gets Richard into. I can't wait to find out. Enjoy the last day of the 'Holiday'. Take care. Amy It is a zany and quite mad read all round..have fun with it! be well, dear lady and be good... Ron.
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ahhh, the Astromates - a perfect fit for SFF. I hope everyone who might have missed it the first time around drops in for a very fun read. this is zany at its best... welcome back Alexo & Richard, you wild & crazy guys ~
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1/2/2012 7:12 am |
ahhh, the Astromates - a perfect fit for SFF. I hope everyone who might have missed it the first time around drops in for a very fun read. this is zany at its best... welcome back Alexo & Richard, you wild & crazy guys ~ I do hope you stay to read them all... Take care and have fun... Ron.
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I thought this sounded somewhat familiar...here we go again! Looking forward to a fun time...Ann-again
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1/2/2012 9:05 am |
I thought this sounded somewhat familiar...here we go again! Looking forward to a fun time...Ann-again Ron.
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1/2/2012 9:07 am |
Strange as it may sound but Richard, in the book has the same name, Richard Kimble, as you will soon realise. Mind you, he's nothing like the good Doctor!... Take care... Ron.
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1/2/2012 9:10 am |
believe me, Mystic, you would not want a date with any man old Alex finds...lol. Indeed I had written five books in this series with one more to go. As you know, the books are of particular interest to those with some astrological knowledge. Good to see you here with us, dear Lady... Ron.
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1/2/2012 10:01 am |
But Scorpio is another water sign. Perhaps Mandy needs swimming lessons. Spiritwoman ^i^
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1/2/2012 10:09 pm |
But Scorpio is another water sign. Perhaps Mandy needs swimming lessons. more tomorrow... Ron.
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1/9/2012 10:27 am |
I am now starting to catch up on your story Ron. It will take awhile but I'll get there. I know its good.
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