The Second Doublewide on the Right, part 73

I’m Fixin’ To present part 73 of The Second Doublewide on the Right:

It was a large and busy strip mall that Jimmy Ray’s little sister pulled into after she spotted the guy on the curb waving a sign that said, “We buy gold!”

She had to cruise around a little while in order to find a parking place close to the establishment which was offering to buy gold. And once she got inside she had to wait until two other sellers in front of her had completed their business before a large and balding man came out from behind a partition and invited her into his office.

“What you got?” he asked as he sunk into a chair behind his plain desk.

“I got some gold chains,” she told him as she pulled the heavy drawstring bag out and placed it with a heavy clinking sound on his desk.

“Holy Cow!” he exclaimed as he emptied the bag and the pile of glittering chains spread out over his desk. He sat staring for a moment before he asked, “Where in the world did you get all these chains?”

She had had a feeling she was selling too many at one time, and almost panicked and ran, but she took a deep breath and lied, “I, uh, have been collecting them for a long time—since I was a little girl. Everybody always gave me one for Christmas and my birthday because everybody knew I loved chains.”

“Lot of folks been good to you,” the man said as he began testing.

It took him so long to test them all that she was beginning to imagine all kinds of things, like maybe he had sent a secret signal to the cops. But her fears were given flight when he told her everything was good and began counting out cash on his desk. When he was done it came to 21 hundred dollar bills.

She took the cash and used all her will power to restrain herself from dashing headlong from the place, but she gritted her teeth and walked as normally as she could. Once she got into her little car, she sat there for a few minutes to make sure the guy didn’t come outside and try to get her license plate number. After she felt it was safe, she drove away with a total of ten thousand dollars cash in her bag.

During the drive home she stopped at a Wal-Mart and purchased dozens of small and hard plastic containers with snap on lids, along with a stack of dark crepe paper.

What she had in mind was to drag the duffle bag of heisted jewelry out from it’s hiding place and sort it out by type and place them into the manageable containers.

When she got home she made sure the door was locked and bolted before once again, she poured all the loot out into the middle of her bed. Then she separated out all the ladies’ watches, carefully wrapped them in crepe paper and sealed them into a plastic container. Next, she did the same with the men’s watches. Several of them were Rolex’s, which she figured were worth a lot of money, but she didn’t really know how much. She figured she would have to do a little research before attempting to sell any of them.

Everything had been sorted, wrapped and packed except the women’s jewelry, and that was when she stripped down to her panties and bra, stretched out on the bed and began “bathing” in them again.

As she lay there she looked down at her twinkling toes as she wiggled them, and then up to her belly button where she had placed a big red ruby broach.

She was thinking about how she could travel across the country, selling a piece of jewelry here and there as she went along, and by the time she got to California, that she would have a boat load of money.

That was when the phone rang.

Jimmy Ray’s little sister looked at the phone and knew it was bad. Something deep down inside of her told her not to answer it, but then she knew she was fixin’ to have to.

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