Do it to Julia

I strained against the straps as I watched O’Brien put the record on again,

"When you’ve spent a few hours with that one tune O’Brien, whether or not accompanied by children showing you the actions, you can see why Winston cracked."

O’Brien said nothing, merely reached out and carefully turned up the volume.

What did it mean?  Big Fish?  Little Fish?  Cardboard box?  Scoop it out?  Dig dig dig it?

No.

Big Fish Little Fish Cardboard Box

No.

O’Brien edged the volume up one more notch.

Nail in the wall

O’Brien turned away.

"Don’t do it to me," I yelled.  "Do it to Julia.  Do it to everyone."

O’Brien nodded and spoke,

"Oh, we can do that."

He smiled.

"Watch."

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About loveandgarbage

I watch the telly and read when not doing law stuff and plugging my decade and a half old unwatched Edinburgh fringe show.
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One Response to Do it to Julia

  1. Anonymous says:

    Merry Christmas to you and your readers Scott!

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