L. Ann Marie’s MC:
Callahan
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BLURB
Tiny has lived a
rough life.
Born to a drug addicted mother and an absentee father, his mother had plenty of company--not all of it good for a young boy. He's spent his entire adult life in the MC--He knows no other way.
Nancy lived with an elderly aunt when her parents died. When her aunt saw Tiny for the first time, she threw her out. Wanting nothing to do with her young niece from that moment on, Nancy had no options.
When Tiny finds his old lady in Nancy he doesn’t talk about her or advertise how much she means to him for fear of losing her to a Brother without the same commitment values that he has.
But all her life, Nancy has wanted a family. Finally convincing Tiny he would make a good father, Nancy gets her baby. Married for almost eighteen years, Tiny works hard to keep Nancy happy in her life and with him. They share a love for the MC’s kids, but still Nancy demands more. When she heard the group home needed parents she started thinking of a way to convince Tiny they’d be perfect for the job.
All the talk shows in the world can’t help Tiny out of this one.
***CONTENT WARNING: includes graphic language and adult sexual situations. Intended for mature audiences 18+***
Born to a drug addicted mother and an absentee father, his mother had plenty of company--not all of it good for a young boy. He's spent his entire adult life in the MC--He knows no other way.
Nancy lived with an elderly aunt when her parents died. When her aunt saw Tiny for the first time, she threw her out. Wanting nothing to do with her young niece from that moment on, Nancy had no options.
When Tiny finds his old lady in Nancy he doesn’t talk about her or advertise how much she means to him for fear of losing her to a Brother without the same commitment values that he has.
But all her life, Nancy has wanted a family. Finally convincing Tiny he would make a good father, Nancy gets her baby. Married for almost eighteen years, Tiny works hard to keep Nancy happy in her life and with him. They share a love for the MC’s kids, but still Nancy demands more. When she heard the group home needed parents she started thinking of a way to convince Tiny they’d be perfect for the job.
All the talk shows in the world can’t help Tiny out of this one.
***CONTENT WARNING: includes graphic language and adult sexual situations. Intended for mature audiences 18+***
EXCERPT
I turn when I
hear VP yell, “Sit the fuck there or ain’t servin’ you!” Brothers are laughing,
neighbors are smiling. They’re enjoying this. Baker is running food out to the
other side.
I look at who he’s yelling at. Fuck. You would think Dennis would stay away from this place. “You’d think the service would get better not worse than yesterday,” asswipe says, not realizing who VP is without his cut.
“Oh fuck!” Chet says. “Sit where he tells you and shut the fuck up.”
VP throws chin at Chet and goes back to his table. A Prospect from the Garage comes in and walks straight to me. “I’m supposed to bring food out,” OB says. I point to the window where food is still piling up. He washes his hands and pulls the first tray, putting condiments on it. Good, he knows what to do.
I go back to my plate and hear Dennis giving VP shit. “I said white toast not Texas!” he yells. The whole fuckin’ place goes quiet.
VP recognizes him from the video. “Dennis?”
Moron looks all proud of himself. “That’s right.”
“Stand up!” VP tells him. I walk over, standing behind him. Dennis laughs at him. Chet stands up with a couple of other Brothers. VP isn’t seeing anything but Dennis. “Stand the fuck up!” Dennis looks around and stands. VP turns him around and takes his cut. “Can’t help a fuckin’ Brother, givin’ shit when someone needs help, you’re out.” Little Ben takes the cut. I didn’t even see him here. I throw him chin. He smiles.
Dennis tries to grab it back. He pushes little Ben and grabs for the cut. “Give it back, asshole, you can’t take my fuckin’ cut. Fuckin’ Brothers all think you’re more than you are!”
Little Ben holds the cut back and all Brothers take a step back. Dennis puts his hand on little Ben’s chest then he’s in the air and on the floor. Everyone is laughing. “My father deserves respect. He fought for this Club, making it something you wanted to be a part of. To me he is Dad, to you he is VP. If you don’t even know who you’re talking to, you have no right to wear our cut. Get out!” Little Ben stands and everyone claps and slaps him on the back.
VP throws him chin and goes to his next table like nothing happened. Chet and Jax take Dennis out, one on each arm. They whip him out when they hit the doors, and he sprawls on the walkway, looking back pissed.
When I turn around Danny is watching from the doors with a smile. OB is refilling coffee and talking to the Brothers smiling. Everyone settles. I go back to my breakfast and watch for what’s next.
Geek comes in and sits at the counter, smiling. “Got the text, what did I miss?”
I point to VP, who’s telling an Associate, “Can have eggs or pancakes, nothin’ else.” The Associate just nods. Steve writes something on the pad and looks at the next guy who has a menu in his hand; he takes the menu and throws it over his shoulder. “Number two, eggs or pancakes?” The guy just looks at him and nods.
Geek is doubled over laughing. “He’s like Seinfeld’s ‘Soup Nazi’!” he yells. The whole Diner explodes in laughter. VP looks over at us and rolls his eyes, making us laugh more. Bikes are pulling into the Diner lot with nowhere to park. Geek smiles at me. “I guess everyone got the text.” Oh fuck!
I look at who he’s yelling at. Fuck. You would think Dennis would stay away from this place. “You’d think the service would get better not worse than yesterday,” asswipe says, not realizing who VP is without his cut.
“Oh fuck!” Chet says. “Sit where he tells you and shut the fuck up.”
VP throws chin at Chet and goes back to his table. A Prospect from the Garage comes in and walks straight to me. “I’m supposed to bring food out,” OB says. I point to the window where food is still piling up. He washes his hands and pulls the first tray, putting condiments on it. Good, he knows what to do.
I go back to my plate and hear Dennis giving VP shit. “I said white toast not Texas!” he yells. The whole fuckin’ place goes quiet.
VP recognizes him from the video. “Dennis?”
Moron looks all proud of himself. “That’s right.”
“Stand up!” VP tells him. I walk over, standing behind him. Dennis laughs at him. Chet stands up with a couple of other Brothers. VP isn’t seeing anything but Dennis. “Stand the fuck up!” Dennis looks around and stands. VP turns him around and takes his cut. “Can’t help a fuckin’ Brother, givin’ shit when someone needs help, you’re out.” Little Ben takes the cut. I didn’t even see him here. I throw him chin. He smiles.
Dennis tries to grab it back. He pushes little Ben and grabs for the cut. “Give it back, asshole, you can’t take my fuckin’ cut. Fuckin’ Brothers all think you’re more than you are!”
Little Ben holds the cut back and all Brothers take a step back. Dennis puts his hand on little Ben’s chest then he’s in the air and on the floor. Everyone is laughing. “My father deserves respect. He fought for this Club, making it something you wanted to be a part of. To me he is Dad, to you he is VP. If you don’t even know who you’re talking to, you have no right to wear our cut. Get out!” Little Ben stands and everyone claps and slaps him on the back.
VP throws him chin and goes to his next table like nothing happened. Chet and Jax take Dennis out, one on each arm. They whip him out when they hit the doors, and he sprawls on the walkway, looking back pissed.
When I turn around Danny is watching from the doors with a smile. OB is refilling coffee and talking to the Brothers smiling. Everyone settles. I go back to my breakfast and watch for what’s next.
Geek comes in and sits at the counter, smiling. “Got the text, what did I miss?”
I point to VP, who’s telling an Associate, “Can have eggs or pancakes, nothin’ else.” The Associate just nods. Steve writes something on the pad and looks at the next guy who has a menu in his hand; he takes the menu and throws it over his shoulder. “Number two, eggs or pancakes?” The guy just looks at him and nods.
Geek is doubled over laughing. “He’s like Seinfeld’s ‘Soup Nazi’!” he yells. The whole Diner explodes in laughter. VP looks over at us and rolls his eyes, making us laugh more. Bikes are pulling into the Diner lot with nowhere to park. Geek smiles at me. “I guess everyone got the text.” Oh fuck!
ABOUT THE
AUTHOR:
I was an account exec...really I was a
comptroller, (office manager, bookkeeper. Most people don't know what that is,
I dealt with the companies money). When the economy
collapsed so did my job and the company that dealt with government contracts
and large new construction. I live with my daughter, her family my son and 2
grandsons. We all love the arrangement. I work from home via the internet and
write which works out perfectly.
I am brand new to the author world. I found writing stories a good way to spend my time. When I found people actually reading them I wrote more. Now I'm trying to learn about marketing, pages, and review based sales...eeeks. I like writing better!
I am brand new to the author world. I found writing stories a good way to spend my time. When I found people actually reading them I wrote more. Now I'm trying to learn about marketing, pages, and review based sales...eeeks. I like writing better!
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