The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 16

The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 16

Read from the beginning There are two kinds of people in the world: those who call him Ringo, and those who call him Reginald. His mystery seemed to grow, his story was woven into every moment. He was ahead of us and behind us, making plans, having them blow up in his...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 15

The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 15

Read from the beginning My mood was considerably changed. I suppose it was the bullets whizzing past our heads, the angry French expletives, and our narrow escape that disabused me of my fancy for finding a cozy barn to spend the night. Warm or cold, light or dark,...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 14

The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 14

The last orange embers of sunset were fading in the west when we crossed the border into Pennsylvania. Shadows were gathering and sight was dim, but we had clear sky with stars and a gibbous moon overhead. By the moonlight I could see the landscape changing from the...
The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 13

The Saragossa Bottling Company – page 13

“There’s just one problem, Bo. We don’t know how to get there.” “We’ll head east and stop to get a map.” “Oh good. So you have some money.” She didn’t wait to hear my answer, which would have been that I had two dollars and fifteen cents. Starting the engine and...