Another Alpha Flight Post

I maintain this is a missed opportunity. There is a franchise here, of at least three movies.

The traditional view is of Guardian being James MacDonald Hudson wearing the red and white. They ignore the fact that Guardian was killed by the 12th issue and the real leader ended up being his wife, Heather.

The two minds behind Alpha Flight had a great thing going. Chris Claremont did an amazing job with the four issue Wolverine series – which defined a character for almost forty years – until “Old Man Logan” came along. And John Byrne. A gifted artist, great storyteller, but a real problem with dialogue – I should have realized it long before, but in Issue 26 or 27  – “Beware The Gilded Lily”, when Walter Langowski used the word ‘thence’ in dialogue. I think they both saw it going south when they were compelled to ‘fish’ the body of The Hulk from interdimensional space, looking for a new body for Langowski,

That aside, what you have now is an Iron Man story – Guardian’s powers come from a suit – a team building story – Alpha Flight could be the Avengers Of The North – and a strong, female protagonist. My first idea was to have Cody come to the house to recruit Mac, but that draws too closely to the comic. What if, instead, Cody comes to the house to tell Heather that Mac’s transponder signal had just pinged at his desk?

Movie one is backstory with Heather following Mac’s transponder signal and recruiting the rest of Alpha to come to her aid. And even cut down the team a little – remove Marina for now and leave her for the second movie. Then you have them all travelling North to fight Tundra. At the same time, you find the original Guardian fighting Tundra but needing the team to come to his aid. He is the damsel in distress and Heather saves him, wearing her own version of the suit. The movie ends with them in the living room of their house, more or less the same as in the first few issues of Alpha Flight. You could even carry a B plot of Puck trying to make his way there (Puck would be played by Peter Dinklage – I would SO love to hear his Canadian accent). The teaser trailer during the credits has Heather cleaning up afterwards and talking to Mac about old times, and then it gets around to his departure. He then turns around to face her, his top off, to show that he is half human – the rest of his body taken over by cyborg parts.

“Heather, I haven’t told you the whole story,” he says, and the screen goes to black.

Movie two starts in Department H during an emergency. First off, Department H has to be based on the Canadian War Museum. It LOOKS like a superhero headquarters should.

canadianwarmuseum

There’s a bad guy tearing up downtown Winnipeg – his name is Calibre and he is wearing a ‘poor man’s Iron Man’ suit.

calibre

The world gets to see Guardian in action when they all thought he was dead. This is where you get to tell some back story about what the world thinks of Guardian. Montages and the like. Guardian flies back to headquarters and the team debriefs and winds down.

Heather is feeling left out because she wants to put on the suit and wants to talk to her husband about what happened to bring him back to life. They talked about it but they never REALLY talked about it. This is how the story gets to be juxtaposed against the story that he told her, about being whisked away to an alien planet and had to be rebuilt by them only to be put into suspended animation for thousands of years before he was woken up by signal from a Great Beast – in this case, Tundra.

He believes he has come back to defeat the remaining Great Beasts who threaten to take over the world, or at least, that is the story he is telling everyone. Heather thinks there is something more. The A story here can maybe deal with another of the Great Beasts – I think Ranaq would be a good one. Ranaq needed a host body in order to be powerful. You go through the story thinking that Ranaq is the one that took over James, and no one believes Heather, and it turns out that she was partially right. The story is resolved when Ranaq is defeated but it is revealed that James is not James at all – he is an imposter who is actually the cyborg recreation of his greatest enemy, Jerry Jaxon. The teaser at the end of this one has a man wearing a cybernetic helmet that looks like a cheap copy of the Guardian helmet and he is sitting in a wheelchair in a darkened computer lab. And he is attended to by a beautiful woman who looks like a dark haired version of Veronica Lake. The old man is nervous, he’s worried that the plan is not working, he says as much to the woman. She puts a hand on him that faintly glows and tells him to continue on with the plan, it will all be okay – you see the man calm down visibly and the screen goes to black.

The final movie of the three has the remaining Great Beasts in a conference, planning to take over Canada and then the world (or something along those lines) and they are focused on defeating Alpha Flight by brute force alone – the team has already killed two of their number and there are five of them left. That is when the Veronica Lake lady shows up and says that no, brute force is not required, and that she has a better way.

At this point, if it were all picked up, you could have a single origin movie for each of the remaining members – Shaman, Aurora and Northstar (one movie), Sasquatch, Puck and Snowbird. Each of those movies would deal with an aspect of a Great Beast that was defeated, if not destroyed. This ramps up the tension. And, before the third movie comes out, you have an origin movie with Guardian, that shows the importance of Jerry Jaxon but only hints at the Veronica Lake character (who would, of course, be Delphine Courtney).

I mean, this has the makings of a Great Canadian Franchise. I would love to tackle even an outline, but I haven’t been able to keep up with half of my commitments this year. I worked so much at the gym, actually, that I manage to give myself a hernia and have to lay off for the balance of the year.

So, Marvel, if you want to take the idea, run with it. Or Sony? Oh, man, you could buy this franchise up for a fraction of what you could make with a decent writer’s room and a good map for the Alpha Flight Universe.

Alpha Flight

If I were the writers of Deadpool, I would find a way to bring back Wolverine, but maybe not have Hugh Jackman as being Wolverine. Bring in a new one. But at the same time, I would use it as a chance to bring a different superhero team to life.

Alpha Flight.

I cherish the first 28 issues of that comic. John Byrne may not have been the greatest writer (some of the dialogue was deplorable, along with the captions) but the art and the ideas are spectacular (I also love his run on Fantastic Four – some of the best stories come from his arcs and really should be used for rebooting THAT franchise, too).

Seeing as how no one at Sony has approached me about writing the screenplay for the the creation of Alpha Flight and the reintroduction of Wolverine into the Deadpool universe, I thought I would take a break from writing my novel to write the first four pages of a screenplay.

Sony, feel free to email me at writer.rinne@gmail.com if you want to see more. I’m happy to finish it off.

Truth be told, I’ll finish it for free. I like the idea.

Fade In 

Prologue 

A man in a blue suit and red tie gets out of the back seat of the late model Ford sedan. There are two men in the front seat, also wearing suits. They are parked at the curb of an affluent downtown Ottaw neighbourhood. The man in the blue suit walks up the steps of a townhouse and looks left and right before knocking on the door. 

red haired woman in big glasses answers. She is not happy to see him. 

Reilly 

Hello, Heather. Is Mac home? 

Heather (woman) 

Steps outside and closes the door a little behind her. 

What’s it to you? 

Man 

I need to speak to him. 

Heather 

You fired him, Reilly. He doesn’t want to speak to you. 

Man 

The Prime Minister shut down Department H. Mac is still a government employee. The cheques keep getting deposited, right? 

Heather 

Oh, yes. This is just our winter house. We’re just getting ready to take the helicopter to the Muskokas. 

Man 

Heather. Please. 

Mac 

His voice coming from inside the house. 

Honey? Everything okay. 

He comes to the door and opens it. 

Oh. Hello, Reilly. 

Heather 

He was just leaving. 

Mac 

Heather, it’s not his fault that Trudeau shut me down. Reilly, come in for a coffee. Sit down. 

Mac and Heather share a look and Mac steps backwards and into the house. Heather holds the door and watches Mac take Reilly to their small galley kitchen. 

There are snapshots on the wall of pages from comic books interspersed with real life images of superheroes. Neither Mac nor Reilly give them a second glance. Heather lingers on one before following them into the kitchen. 

Mac takes out mis matched mugs from the cupboard and prepares things for their coffee. There is already a pot brewed. 

So, how are things at Department H? 

Reilly 

Quiet. Not much going on. Most of it is just archiving info. 

Heather 

Oh, that will keep a half dozen people busy for the better part of five years. What’s the going rate for that these days? Thirty? Forty bucks an hour? Accepting applications? Would a masters in engineering do? 

Mac 

Heather. Please. That’s not fair. 

Heather 

What’s not fair is what he’s done to you. And here you are, serving him coffee. 

Mac 

It’s not like I’m using the good mugs. 

He sets down a mug in front of Reilly and sits opposite him. He sips the coffee and smiles at Reilly. 

But the coffee is good, right? 

Reilly 

What if I told you that I had a job for you? But not filing papers. 

Mac looks to Heather. 

What if it’s a job only you can do? 

From the inside part of his jacket, Reilly produces a gold card and slides it across the table to Mac. 

Heather 

What is that? 

Reilly 

A chance. 

Mac 

Slides the card towards him. He looks at it without picking it up. 

Heather 

Even if he wanted to do any work for you, he’d need access to Department H equipment. And you won’t let that happen. And I won’t let him do anything without being prepared. 

Reilly 

Looks to Mac. 

I think your husband has that covered. 

He takes a sip of his coffee and puts down the mug. 

You’re right. It is good. I know the way out. 

Stands up to leave. 

Heather 

Watches Reilly leave. 

He didn’t say yes. 

Reilly 

Looks over his shoulder 

He didn’t say no, either 

Heather 

Looks to Mac. He’s picked up the card and is turning it over in his hand. He doesn’t even notice she is there. 

You seriously aren’t thinking about it, are you? 

Mac 

Smiles and takes her hand when he gets up. He kisses it and slides past her to the basement door. 

Are you coming? 

Heather 

She stares at him for a few beats, crosses her arms, and walks away. 

Mac 

Goes down the stairs and into the basement. He accesses a hidden room under the basement stairs that is filled with modern, high tech equipment. The kind you would expect of Iron Man or The Avengers. Mac inserts the gold card into the slot and a hologram comes to life. It shows a skeleton that rotates that seems to have spikes growing out of it. The blue light from the hologram illuminates his smiling face. 

A sarcophagus like structure opens up to his right, to reveal a suit patterned after the Canadian Flag. 

Before the screen goes back to the name at the bottom of the skeleton, the scenes snaps to black. 

 

 

The Plan

This is the plan.

I won’t be able to exercise much next week – much of my time will be spent enjoying my vacation. So I want to push the limits a little this week and then really earn my rest.

Writing Plan

Break all the rules and start the novel. Screw it.

I’ve been dreading doing it.

Going back and forth about what to write about when I totally know what I want to write about.

Telling myself that I didn’t know enough of the story to start it when really the only way to know the story is to write the story.

Convinced I lacked even a fraction of the ability of writers I know, to say nothing of the infinitesimal talent I have when compared to the writers I have read but doing nothing to motivate myself to even try.

So, I am starting at the beginning for my main character. I may not even use it in the novel. But I will get to know him and then maybe I can use it. But I started. 500 words a day. Even on vacation. But I won’t be a slave to how I do it – paper or digital.

Workout Plan

Go hard this week. Take next week off.

I didn’t go into as much detail as this with the writing, because I would bore the hell out of you with it. And frankly, I’m not sure where I am going with it – I am going to let my character take me where they want to go and I plan on throwing shit in his way and see what he does.

Exercise though? That means spreadsheets and hyperlinks. I love that shit.

Day 1 Total Weight MINUTES SPEED
Walk 0 12 4.2
Circuit 1 Total Weight REPS SETS
Weighted Push Up 45 10 4
Front Box Jump 10 10 4
Circuit 2 Total Weight REPS SETS
Dumbbell Deadlift 2×60 10 4
Sumo Deadlift High Pull 55 10 4
Circuit 3 Total Weight REPS SETS
Landmine Thruster 90 10 4
Circuit 4 Total Weight REPS SETS
Medicine Ball Toss 12 20 1
Circuit 5 Total Weight REPS SETS
Chest expander 10 10 1
Day 2 Total Weight MINUTES SPEED
Walk 0 12 4.2
Circuit 1 Total Weight REPS SETS
Pushup Lock Off 0 8 4
Circuit 2 Total Weight REPS SETS
Barbell Straight Leg Deadlift 125 8 4
Underhand Grip Lat Pulldown 90 8 4
Circuit 3 Total Weight REPS SETS
LH DB Overhead Press 25 8 4
RH DB Overhead Press 25 8 4
LH One Armed Row 25 8 4
RH One Armed Row 25 8 4
Circuit 4 Total Weight REPS SETS
Straight Arm Pulldown 90 8 4
Face Pull 90 8 4
Circuit 5 Total Weight REPS SETS
Medicine Ball Toss 12 20 1
Circuit 6 Total Weight REPS SETS
Chest expander 10 10 1

Day 3 is a day of rest. Because usually, at this point, I am in a lot of pain. The fourth day is is usually the day I put my gym bag in the trunk to force myself to get out of bed. Because if I leave it in the entranceway, I can always cheat.

Day 4 Total Weight MINUTES SETS
Walk 0 12 4.2
Circuit 1 Total Weight REPS SETS
Medicine Ball Toss 12 20 1
Circuit 2 Total Weight REPS SETS
Standing Military Press 65 8 4
Barbell Incline Press Medium Grip 85 8 4
Dumbbell Thruster 2×20 8 4
Circuit 3 Total Weight REPS SETS
Close Grip Barbell Bench Press 65 8 4
Kneeling Military Press 65 8 4
Weighted Push Up 45 8 4
Circuit 4 Total Weight REPS SETS
Chest expander 10 10 1
Day 5 Total Weight REPS SETS
Walk 0 1 10
Circuit 1 Total Weight REPS SETS
Weighted Bench Dip 10 8 4
Weighted Push Up 45 8 4
Left Arm Row 30 8 4
Right Arm Row 30 8 4
Circuit 2 Total Weight REPS SETS
Incline Hammer Curls 2×20 8 4
Incline Inner Biceps Curl 2×20 8 4
Circuit 3 Total Weight REPS SETS
Overhead Cable Curl 30 8 4
EZ_Bar Curl 55 8 4
Circuit 4 Total Weight REPS SETS
Medicine Ball Toss 12 20 1
Circuit 5 Total Weight REPS SETS
Chest expander 10 10 1

Chain Of Command

I stopped the second lieutenant and asked him a question. I still don’t remember what it was. He answered with a nod and then went into the barracks office. I resumed my laps around the parade square. I think this was Fall 1989, maybe Spring 1990.

Finished the laps and went back into the training room. That’s what being a recruit was like – physical training and classroom learning. It happened only on the weekends and every other Thursday through the month (or maybe one Thursday a month?) but at the end,  I would be a full fledged private.

But before that, I had to manage “The Chain Of Command”. And I wish I meant the excellent two part episode from Star Trek: TNG.

“Cadet Rinne,” Sergeant Moore called out. He stood, hands gripping the edges of the lectern, his back to the blackboard. He looked practically maniacal with glee. “Come to the front of the classroom.”

I thought he chose to single me out because of my excellence.

I thought wrong.

I remember one other event with Sergeant Moore. He carried around a chunk of orange cheddar from a meal pack for the better part of the day to gleefully hand it to a trainee and tell them, “Here is some cheese to go with that whine.” He had that same look on his face when he called me up.

“Do you know what the chain of command is?” He asked.

“The succession of commanding officers from a superior to a subordinate through with command is exercised,” I answered. Or other some such official answer.

“No, cadet,” he said. “THIS is the chain of command.” And he trots out a milk crate with a coiled up, rusty chain inside. The kind of chain you only see in movies, the links as thick as my thumb. “Every year, one of you breaks the chain of command and we have to remind them what it’s all about.”

I didn’t say anything, but the look on my face spoke volumes. The cheese eating grin of his got only wider. He knew I had no idea what he was talking about.

“You stopped a second lef-tenant to ask him a question today,” the sergeant intoned. In Canada, you don’t say loo-tenant, you say lef-tenant. “Instead of speaking to your section leader. You wasted that second tef-tenant’s time, cadet. And I can’t let that happen ever again.”

The chain-laden milk crate ground across the floor when he pushed it towards me, leaving a trail of rust in its wake.

“You will carry this chain around with you for the whole day. You will bring it to class, bring it with you on PT. You will take it to bed with you and return it in the morning to this class. Your fellow trainees may offer to help but you may not ask for help. If you ask for help, you will get to spend another day being reminded of the importance of the chain of command.”

And I carried that big bastard of a crate around with me for the whole day and my fellow trainees did eventually offer me to help, but not before I was nearly crying with frustration. I realized then that the main job of training was to break you down so that they could build you back up again with the bits that survived. I have not forgot the lesson I learned that day and never fail to tell this story whenever someone mentions “the chain of command”.

So today, a manager coached me about how it’s as important to manage down as it is to manage up. He said a manager must tell their people what to do and at the same time have the confidence to speak up to your boss if you don’t agree with something (in a respectful manner). The lesson was a good one, and one I do passively, not actively. I thanked him for the advice.

“It’s like being in the military,” he explained. “It’s the chain of command.”

“Oh, no,” I said. “Let me tell you about the chain of command. When I was in the Armed Forces Reserve, I stopped in the middle of a lap around the parade square to ask a second lef-tenant a question…..”

Advice

They stopped me in the hall and asked what happened. It had been a few months – in one case, a few years – since they saw me last and took note of the change.

“Roberto,” they said. “Are you okay? Where did the rest of you go?”

I would explain that I lost some weight. They always act astounded, which I always find flattering.

“What is your secret?”

“Eat less,” I said. “Exercise more.”

“Exercise?” They answered. “Oh, yes. We know what you mean by exercise.” Followed by a wink.

I caught the double entendre, but dismissed it. But it did lead me to think of a couple of my favourite workout routines. Ones I actually look forward to doing. Three back-to-back days of this and I have to take a day off.

I’ve included links to each of the exercise videos I’ve studied and continue to study as I exercise. Because in every instance, even if you scale down the weight or do it assisted (like an assisted dip), what matters most is form. When you master form, you target the right muscle area and keep the muscles under tensions, allowing them to develop. Muscles don’t know weight, they know work.

A few notes:

  • Scott Herman is my go-to YouTuber for exercise videos. Sure, there are others. But I like him.
  • “Fit Father” project is another good one.
  • Bodybuilding.com is another good site.
  • I enjoy picking up “Men’s Fitness” or “Men’s Journal” at the library from time to time (or if I can find a copy of the PDF online). I don’t study it as much as I review it and see if some of the stories jive with me and my experiences. I don’t take it to heart, but some of it is good to read, if only for motivation.
  • Some of the linked videos and instructions show variations on a given exercise. That’s on purpose. It’s because while I like this workout, you want to change things up a bit so you shock your muscles into learning something new.
  • I start every workout with either a ten minute jog at 4.2 mph (with 2 minutes of cool-down at 3.9 mph) or the metabolic workout. All in an effort to get my body warmed up and ready to exercise.
  • Where I break the exercises into ‘sets’ – that’s where I do those exercises as a ’round’ and only rest when all of the sets within the set are complete. I pace myself and make sure to breathe to keep my muscles filled with oxygen. I generally rest for about two minutes then do it all over again. But, once again, if I get tired inside of a set, I will stop for 90 seconds or until my heartrate drops to 110 bpm and then go back at it, breathing like a blast furnace.
  • Each day of exercises takes me about forty five minutes to an hour – depending on how hard I push and how much rest I take between sets.
  • Keep a log. Go to the dollar store, get a cheap notebook, buy some pens (one red, one blue, one black) and keep it in your gym bag. Make small notes every workout as the thoughts come to you and keep it to yourself. I’m betting that the notes after your workout will find you in a great mood. And then, when you find yourself losing a little motivation, review your notes so you can remind yourself why you are doing this and how good you felt afterwards.
  • I am not a trainer! This is just how I exercise. I like to share, but you know that already.
Day One Weight REPS SETS
Metabolic Workout 0 1 7
Set 1 Weight REPS SETS
Weighted Side Bend 20 14 4
Dips 0 7 4
Weighted Back Extension 20 7 4
Kneeling Preacher Curl 40 7 4
Set 2 Weight REPS SETS
Barbell Curl 20 7 4
Close Grip Bench Press 100 7 4
Skull Crusher 20 7 4
Set 3 Weight REPS SETS
Standing Barbell Calf Raise 70 7 4
Seated Calf Raise 70 7 4
Day Two Weight REPS SETS
Metabolic Workout 0 1 7
Set 1 Weight REPS SETS
Barbell Straight Leg Deadlift 90 7 4
Pushup Lock Off 0 7 4 (2 left / 2 right)
Set 2 Weight REPS SETS
Underhand Grip Lat Pulldown 90 7 4
LH DB Overhead Press 20 7 4
RH DB Overhead Press 20 7 4
Set 3 Weight REPS SETS
LH One Armed Row 40 7 4
RH One Armed Row 40 7 4
Set 4 Weight REPS SETS
Straight Arm Pulldown 45 7 4
Face Pull 45 7 4
Day Three Weight REPS SETS
Metabolic Workout 0 1 7
Set 1 Weight REPS SETS
Standing Military Press 40 5 4
Barbell Incline Press Medium Grip 40 5 4
Dumbbell Thruster 40 5 4
Set 2 Weight REPS SETS
Close Grip Barbell Bench Press 40 5 4
Kneeling Military Press 40 5 4
Weighted Push Up 25 5 4
Dumbbell Thruster 40 5 4

After three days of this, I take one day off and then right back at it on the fifth day.

 

 

 

Lie to me

I’ve been away for a while but I am back for a bit. 

The schedule of posting every day took up too much time and there are only so many hours in the day. To say that it started to be like work was a good thing – I like it when it’s work. I like the process. But when I bounced what I was actually doing against my plan, something had to give. 

Oh. I didn’t stop writing. That’s simple madness. Frankly, writing every day unlocked something inside me very powerful. So powerful, that I am reluctant to share it with the world because I want to keep it for myself for a while. 

I can describe it like this – I felt like breaking down a plate glass window when I saw a copy of short stories edited by John Metcalf on a shelf of an independent book store closed for the day. That’s because I know John Metcalf from The Humber School of Writers – he was my mentor for a couple of weeks and I will never, ever forget him. 

I saw a new Timothy Zahn novel (a new one with Thrawn and Darth Vader) and I immediately purchased an advanced digital copy so it will be delivered to my Kindle the day it is published. I don’t know Zahn, but I feel like I know him from what he did with the novels that first introduced Thrawn. I will read anything he writes. 

I lost sleep so I could finish Stephen King’s “The Outsider”. It wasn’t a great novel, but an entertaining one. After reading “On Writing” and listen to the audiobook he narrates over and over for the past twenty years, I feel like I know him. I will read anything he writes, good or bad. 

Larry Niven. Isaac Asimov. Harlan Ellison. Carl Sagan. These are writers I like because I feel like I know them and I want to hear what they have to say. 

This is because they tell me the truth, even when they are flat out lying to me. They are telling me things about themselves without dropping their names or saying a word about what they have done or who they are. Their fictions are made from the mixed up jumbled ingredients of their lives. Carl Sagan only ever wrote “Contact” as fiction, but even that is a powerful book. Even his non-fiction, when he got it completely wrong (read “Billions and Billions”) he made me sit up and listen. 

So, in writing every day, in digging deep to find things from my head to talk about, I think I’ve unlocked how to properly lie to you people and tell you everything about me.  

Management Advice

“How do you tell someone they smell so bad that no one wants to work with them?”

Dewey leaned against the host station, his chin in his hand, and looked outside to his restaurant’s empty parking lot.

“I have no idea,” Sarah answered. She paid more attention to her clipboard than Dewey, wanting to be sure her seating diagram matched the dining room in time for the dinner rush.

He turned to look at Sarah, using his hand as a pivot for his chin. “You have to know who I’m talking about.”

“That’d be Beau,” she said. “I used to be a server, you know.”

People complained they could smell him over the food he served them from the grill.

“It is awful hot in the kitchen,” Dewey offered. He resumed checking the empty parking lot.

This time she put down her clipboard. “You’re kidding me, right?”

“We cook with fire, Sarah.”

“He smells like a dumpster fire, Dewey.”

He sighed. “Yeah. He kinda does.”

She went back to work. “He’s at his prep station now.”

He turned sharply. “How do you know?”

She pinched the bridge of her nose lightly. “Just go into the kitchen, Dewey.”

The tendons of Beau’s forearm went taut as he slammed the cleaver through the side of beef just as Dewey came through the swinging double doors into the kitchen. Dewey stopped wrinkling his nose when he saw Beau smiling brightly at him. Dewey saw the big knife, took a deep breath and cursed his timing.

“You got a minute, Beau?”

“Sure! You want to meet in your office.”

“No!” Dewey said quickly. “Let’s go into the kitchen. By the grill. It’s more private there.”

“I got a problem, Beau,” Dewey said loudly. He stood with his back to the grill, under the exhaust hood that whooshed the smoke from the grill out of the kitchen. “The servers are having a hard time coming into the kitchen.”

Beau frowned. “I keep it clean, Boss. You know that. I come in early. On my own time.”

“Oh, yeah. I know that. But still. They are complaining.”

It was Beau’s turn to smile. He crossed his arms and stood on one foot, with the opposite one supporting him by the toe. “I don’t blame them. I kinda smell.”

“I’ve had the problem my whole life,” he said. “You know it’s bad when you can smell yourself.”

He went on to explain that he knew everyone knew about it but no one ever came out and said anything. So he went with it.

“I shower three times a day, Boss,” he finished. “But I stopped wearing deodourant years ago.”

“What do you think should be done?” Dewey asked. He took a step towards Beau, out from under the roar of the exhaust hood.

A few minutes later, Sarah watched Dewey walk Beau out the front door. She smacked Dewey on the back as he watched Beau go off down the street.

“You fired him for smelling? That’s cold, Dewey.”

He looked over his shoulder at her. “Frewer’s is open,” he said. Frewer’s was the drugstore down the street. “They have stronger deodourant than what Beau was used to using. I gave him some extra cash to go buy a few and see which one works best.”

“You told him?”

“Turns out the best way to tell someone they smell is just tell them they smell,” Dewey said, watching three cars pull into spaces.

“You take care of the customers,” he said, pointing to the two couples and ones family that headed towards the door. “I’ll get the kitchen going.”