April 24, 2013
Danit woke up and hopped on the Staten Island Railway with
Tony. Audrey stayed home with her dad.
They were en-route to Murray’s meeting place.
She was not pleased that he requested their presence in
front of the Yankees’ store at the South Street Seaport. He did that on
purpose. Nothing in his mind topped the
Bronx Bombers.
She had been a Yankee fan. Then she converted and began to
root for the Mets.
Sad.
Very sad.
The train pulled into the SI Ferry Terminal and they
boarded. She hoped the boat was not laden with roaches. She meant in terms of
the real ones and the riders that often resembled them.
The ferry sailed along. All was quiet. The usual preachers
were preaching. The deckhands were
drinking coffee. People were reading their papers and chatting away with their
friends. It docked. They walked off and headed down Water Street.
People seemed distressed. The market was not doing so
well. As they approached Wall Street
they noticed several people acting crazy. But not in a sense that the usual NYC
crazies acted. Danit wondered if it was the market downturn
or something else?
Despite Tony’s new found tear-water power he was nervous. He
is still young and hasn’t spent much time in the city. He clutched Danit’s hand. She smiled and told
him this is the norm for the City. It is
packed with a lot of crazies.
A religious crazy approached them and started preaching and
begging. Danit pulled Tony away. She
told him not to go into defense mode.
She further explained that most of these people are harmless. They just
need to be institutionalized. Such a
shame these people are free to walk the streets and disturb an otherwise
peaceful spring day.
Murray and Danny were in the store buying Yogi Berra
t-shirts, World Series collector baseballs and some other stuff. “Uncle Sam” and the “Statue of Liberty” were
standing outside the store posing for pictures and begging for money.
Murray and Danny sat on a bench and sipped bottled water. A few minutes later Danit and Tony
arrived. They exchanged greetings. They began walking toward Pier 17. They
planned to sit out by the boats and discuss life. Murray was pleased it looked
like his plans were finally going to come to fruition.
As they were walking past the GAP and getting ready to cross
the street a crazed cyclist was riding through the crowd. She was slamming into
people. A few elderly people got knocked
down. A group of people started to chase
her. But she cycled away.
Murray kept his eyes fixed on the route she took. He pointed in that direction. Despite Murray’s dark leanings, he still has
a lot of good in him. One day this mix of good and evil will kill him.
They picked up their pace and walked near J. Crew. They saw
the crazy biker picking up so much speed. However, she was no longer attacking
anyone. She was just cruising at a speed too fast for her surroundings.
She started pedaling even faster. She tried to turn left. But her wheel got
caught in the sidewalk and she flipped off the bike and landed on her
knees. Murray and his group surrounded
her. She started screaming out words. Not in English of course. But none of
them could decipher the language she was speaking. They didn’t think she was an
alien. They figured she was just a nut.
Danit asked her if she was ok. She nodded, yes. They didn’t want to leave her. They walked
over to her and tried to help her out.
As Danny moved forward, she pulled an axe out of her bag. Danny ducked and shot pieces of blubber. She went down.
Murray’s gang retreated.
They found a nearby bench to sit on.
Murray began addressing why he called them together.
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