Welcome back to the A to Z challenge where I'm letting my characters from the Providence in Ecuador series do my blogging for me this month by introducing themselves to you. Today is C is for Cole day. Lots of folks love to hate Cole, what do you think? Is he just misunderstood?
Hi, I’m Cole Grey and I’ve been asked to talk to you today. I’m not really in the mood to do anyone any fucking favors. And especially since they gave me this long list of things I can’t talk about, including telling you where I am right now.
But to be honest, they said if I did this they would buy me a drink. I’ve been stuck in a kind of purgatory and haven’t had a drink in a while, so I’m here talking to you. In case you don't know, I appear in books 1 and 2- Harvesting the Hummingbird and Peril in the Bayou. I think it's kind of weird to talk to you about who I am. I'm a fictional character and usually, some narrator waxes poetic about me. But what the hell, I don't have anything else to do and obviously this writer chick has a lot of other things to do. I don't think she painted me in a very good light either. I think she only told one side of the story, so now I get to tell mine.
They said you want to know why I do the things I do, why I’m the way I am. They said those of you who know me don’t like me. To be honest, that's your prerogative and I really don't give a shit whether you like me or not.
You just don’t understand. I’m not a bad guy. I’ve been dealt a shitty hand in life. I’ve suffered a lot of loss. I just don’t think I deserve to lose anymore. If you lost as many people as I have, you would do everything you could to keep your loved ones near you, too. You don't know what loss is until you lose a child. Yeah, I lost my oldest boy. He was the spitting imagine of me and I loved him. Then my dad died. And then I lost a daughter-in-law too.
My wife left me as many of you know. She said my drinking was a problem. But as I mentioned I haven’t had a drink in a long time now, and do you see her anywhere? No, you don’t. I always knew there was something up with that Trent guy she worked with way back then. I'd like to give them both a piece of my mind. You just don't go breaking marriage vows. It's just not right. But then again, Abby just isn't right in the head. Maybe someone should put her out of her misery. I should have done that before she took off for parts unknown and hooked up with that guy.
Anyway, now that I’ve done this talk for this silly blogging thing, whatever the hell that is, I’ll have that drink they promised to buy me and then I'll head out to find Abby. I suspect I might know where she is, but I don't think I'm supposed to talk about that either. It’s really time for her to come home now. I'll find her and bring her back one fuckin way or another.
Oh yeah, they told me to tell you to come back tomorrow. Some reporter dude from book three will be here.
Thanks for stopping by, there haven't been many folks around for me to talk to lately. You turned out to be a pretty good listener.
“Here’s to the ideal woman; Who could ask for more? She’s deaf ‘n dumb, oversexed, and owns a liquor store.”
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