Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2016 01:17:56 -0500
From: Randy Wade <randywadestory@gmail.com>
Subject: hazard chapter 16

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Hazard

Chapter 16



Christmas night it snowed again. It was heavy and deep. The art show was
still going on. Actually it was the official opening. Dad agreed to allow
his Christmas present be put on display. This is of course coming after a
lot of pleading and eye batting from Miss Moss.

The face that Dad had when he finally agreed to it. It made you think you
were asking him to give up a million dollars. I personally didn't care. I
made it for him. It was important to Miss Moss though.

"As long as I get I back before I leave." He said Christmas night.

Miss Moss went to pick up. "Let me Pack it up." he said. He carried it out
of the room like he was holding a baby.


"I don't think I have to tell you how your father loves that." Miss moss
said.

She didn't have to tell me. I could see it in café when he first saw
it. then even more when he learned I made it. I told him what I called it
and he got tears in his eyes.

He of course he went overboard with packing it up. We all understood though
to him this was worth more than a million bucks. For that very reason it
was worth that to me.

So it was the day after Christmas all the roads in hazard had snow on them
our road was really bad. Not even with my Jeepy was I willing to go out in
it. the streets in town where not as bad.

Grandma had the solution though. Before we knew it the horses all four
where hitched up to this big sleigh. With us all under blankets we were
ready to head off. To pick up Miss Moss and Nikki. Sam was already
there. We took off.

"Jingle bells? Are you serious Dad?" I said as hear the bells around the
horse's necks.

"It's Christmas dude." He said and smiled. I love my dad but sometimes he's
such a dork.


We made pretty good time. In about 20 minutes we met the Mosses on Combs
road at the bottom of Russel street. Dad made a big U-turn in the lot there
and we headed off towards City Hall.


I was excited I had 5 pieces in the exhibit. None of the judges knew whose
art it was. There were 6 types of awards. First through 3r in show of
course then best in a category.

We pulled up the front of City Hall The sleigh making it a grand
entrance. The entrance would have better if the prune wasn't there. You
know Ruth. Hey even someone like her can still appreciate good art. Yeah
right I agree. NOT!

Dad called ahead and asked a friend if he could put the horses in his
garage. We unhitched the horses from the sleigh and put them in the
garage. Left them some oats and bucket of water and joined the others.

We had left Grandpa home with his nurse. The crowds would have upset him or
worse wondered off while no one was watching. In truth I was glad we did. I
love Grandpa but I didn't want the distraction and have to keep an eye on
him. He seemed to attach himself to me.

We climbed the steps and went in. There were a lot of people despite the
snow. Many walked if they were close enough others used different modes of
transportation such as tractors and snow mobiles. This was evident by what
was parked outside.

Ruth was holding court and welcoming people as if she was the hostess. We
moved forward as a group Grandma, Dad, Porter, Nikki, Sam and myself. We
were in a line that seemed to move pretty fast. The show was free to
exhibit artists so I had free admission. The general public paid five
dollars to see the exhibit. The proceeds went to the art education programs
in the School system.

Ruth who had no official status as far I knew. She was just being the
snotty twat that she was. We approached the entrance. When we heard Ruth
say, "Yes of course I am a judge. I have a degree in art from the
university of Kentucky."

"I thought she flunked out?" Dad whispered to Grandma.

"I guess she forgot that little part of the past." Grandma chuckled.

We were next in line. "six please." Grandma handed over the money. I was
about to tell her she didn't have to pay for me as I had work on
display. However, I never got the chance.

"Mother, what a pleasant surprise." She said sickeningly sweet with that
forced smile she always had.

"Why Ruth I am surprised you risk coming out in this weather?"

"Well you know how I support the great art department."

"Of course." Grandma said with a smile that said bullshit.

"I am glad you at least let Father home. At least he won't be here to
embarrass me." she said looking directly at me. I smiled and looked at her
as if she had 6 heads. You know the beast in the bible. She very might as
well have had. For all I could see.

"Grandma, you didn't have to pay for me I am supposed to get in free you
remember." I said after we got away from Ruth.

"Yes, I know dear. Ruth is a judge. I rather her not have any idea your
work is here."  We found Miss Moss. She was standing near the figure I
made. I had to laugh though. Because dad had taken grandma's anniversary
Clock taken the glass dome of it. and told Miss Moss to make sure it covers
his second most prized thing. Which she did. There was a embossed place
card in front of it that said. `Honor and Glory'.  I smiled when Dad
stroked the glass. "It's beautiful."

I saw TJ off to the side with Nikki. They seemed to be very cozy with each
other which was really nice. Nikki was a great girl. We had become good
friends. TJ needed someone like her. He always seemed a bit sad. Lately
though he seemed to smile more. I was happy for him.

They gave people an hour to look over all the art on display. My pieces
included the oil painting of the farm, a charcoal of the football team in a
game, some sketches and of course honor and glory. There a total of 40
students on display for the school system.

The judges were talking as they looked at the work. Aunt Ruth stared at the
painting of the Farm. There was no mistaking what it was. She looked over
at me and frowned. She then looked at the clay section. There were things
like bowls, vases figures. She looked at Honor and glory. She looked real
close. Then she frowned.

There were three judges the Mayor, a local artist and Ruth. I had seen the
artist and Ruth together before and they seemed to discuss privately
something. This smelled light garbage.

"Dad, I think Ruth knows I did honor and glory and the painting of the farm
house." I whispered.

The Farm house I can understand her knowing. There's no way she could know
about horror and glory."

"Oh dear. Yeas there is. I forgot the clock globe is etched at the bottom
with your father's and mine's wedding date." Grandma whispered to us.

Okay folks I would like to announce our winners.

"Just a moment Mr. Mayor. I would like to ask one question about the
judging from each of you." My dad asked.

"Of course. We have nothing to hide." Said the Mayor.


"Mr. Mayor do you know the names of any of the artists?"

"No I do not know but when the winner is announced we will know then."

"Mr. Klein I realize you are and an aspiring artist. Did you inform the
committee That you are currently commissioned by one of the judges to do
work for her?"

"I, well I figured there was not a need to. Whom I work for is my own
affair."

"Mrs. Holt when you discovered that Noah Mac Daniels, your nephew I might
add, was in this show. Did you purposely vote against him or for him and
encourage your employee to do the same?"

"I don't know what you're talking about Jared. I am above approach of such
things. I had known he was in the show I would have stepped down."

"Excuse me, it does state that in that all judges must be above reproach
and not affiliated in any transactions with any of the artists or other
judges. Whether they are employed or in contractual work." Said Miss Moss
stepping forward. "That means that any persons as such will be disqualified
from the position of judge."

"I have not done any work yet for Miss Moss." Mr. Klein said.

"I believe the idea of contractual work means implied contracts too
regardless if it is verbal or written. You have implied that business
between you and Mrs. Holt. This creates a possible influence over the
judging. I am sorry but Mrs. Holt and Mr. Klein. I must ask for your
resignation from this year's judging." Said the Chairman of the committee.

Ruth turned and dramatically swings her bag around as she turned. Her bag
just missed Honor and Glory but knocked ever a vase. "Oh my." She said as
she swung back around and knocked Honor and glory off the table too.

I watched as my Dad dived to the floor. He caught honor and glory just
before it hit the floor. Dad stood up and cradled the piece. Glared at Ruth
and walked away.

"Oh dear I am so sorry. I was just so upset over all that had happen." She
said with her patented fake smile. Our group knew better.

We watched as Ruth quickly left the exhibit. I took great pleasure in her
humiliation. I know it being petty and immature but hey I am a
teenager. It's what we are.

"I guess that leaves my vote the only valid one."

"For best in clay. First place goes to Honor and Glory."

I excepted the award. It also won best over overall. I won 2nd place in
oil. I thought I was proud but my dad was strutting around like he won the
award. All the while he clutched Honor and Glory tight.

Nikki pulled TJ over to us. It was cute watching TJ just be dragged
along. He was all smiles though. He loved it. I was glad Nikki was making
him happy.

"Oh Noah I knew you'd win." Nikki gushed and hugged me.

"yeah bro. Great job. Nikki told me you were good but Daaamn bro." TJ said
giving me a bro hug.

"I warned you TJ." Ruth said grabbing him. She looked at Nikki's hand in
his.

"It's bad enough that you insist to hang around that boy. Now you're
holding some trashes hand. Do you know what people will think? I will so
embarrassed if the right people see you with her."  "You should know
something Ruth. You are the vilest and poorest excuse for a human being I
have ever met in my life and met a lot of them. The only trash around here
is your filthy nasty mind and what it spews from your mouth."

"Watch your mouth faggot. You are going to regret this."

"I already do regret one thing at that's being related to you. I lost my
mother never had a real home and anyone to care about me until I came to
live at Grandma's. What do you do from the moment you meet me call me trash
garbage worthless? You never gave me a chance Your own nephew. Go to hell
Ruth because, I really don't want heaven spoiled by your black cold heart."
I said loudly and walked away and out the door.

I knew everyone there heard me. I wanted them too. I wanted everyone to see
how fake and vile she was. To let them know that is the woman she really
is. That if she was hazard High society, that means it's in the sewers.

Sam caught up with me. I was so fucking mad. "I wish she would just leave
me alone. I never did anything to her. It's my fault That I am Teddy's
bastard kid."

"Your what?" sam said grabbing my arm.

"Never mind. It's supposed to be kept secret." I said after I realized I
just spilled the beans.

"Sam, you can't tell anyone. Please promise me Sam."

"I promise bro. You can trust me. Even if I get pussy whipped. Noah whipped
out ranks that."

I couldn't help laugh as we stood there on the curb waiting for the rest of
our group to come out. I wish I could walk along the river but if the snow
is this deep here I can imagine how deep it would be there.



Eventually the rest of the group came out. Dad, Sam and I went to get the
horse at his friend garage. They whinnied their relief at coming to get
them. Though it was warm, clean, they had water and food, they wanted their
barn. I knew how they felt. It was a strange place. I felt that way about
Hazard. I saw smiling faces when they looked at me, they all seemed
fake. Out of the corner of my eye I could see them whispering, as if I had
some super hearing. I was used to being the freak so eh.












I was exhausted mentally. I knew I couldn't take anymore crap tonight. My
head hurt so bad my stomach started up. I was so miserable. I guess it was
noticeable. Miss Moss insisted I sit up front with Dad as he steered the
horses towards home. Like they needed guidance. They wanted to get home mas
much as I did it not more.

I watched the horses trot along pulling the sleigh. The sleigh could seat
up to eight people. Two of them being in the in the front. After a while
Dad realized the horses knew the way. He just held the reigns. I rested my
head against his shoulder. I couldn't help but feel bad about making a
scene.

"I'm sorry Dad."

"Don't be she deserved to hear that."

"The whole town heard it though."


Not the whole town. Just a quarter of it. By tomorrow though that's a
different story. Don't worry about it Kiddo."

I sighed. Well I can't change so I guess I'll just have to move on. I
couldn't though. I had to try and do something. It was dusk when we pulled
in.

The sleigh didn't have lights so it would have too dangerous to travel
after dark so Miss Moss and Nikki were spending the night. I couldn't help
think now's your chance to get some Dad.

We unhitched the horses p0ushed the sleigh back onto its blocks. Gave them
a good brushing and rub down and an apple eat for a treat. They appreciated
it after doing all that work. I know I would.

Dad asked if Porter and I minded sleeping in the house so Miss Moss and
Nikki could have their own sleeping space. I didn't mind but I had to put
away a few things if you know what I mean dudes. Hey I am teen age boy with
hormones. Don't laugh.

I was cleaning up my room when porter came in. I didn't notice at first as
grabbed my, um, you know rag. It was tiff as a board in spots. I tossed
over my shoulder towards the dirty clothes pile gathering in the corner by
the door.


"Bro you should wash this more." I heard from behind me.

To say I was embarrassed yeah, well I was beyond that. I had just thrown my
rag full of my spunk and hit Porter with it. I just stood there staring at
him, redder than apple.

"It's cool Noah. I had one too."


"Yeah but still that's like um well yeah" I didn't know what to say.


"Seriously it's cool, I know how your feeling. I felt the same way when my
mom found mine." He giggled.


He helped me throw my clothes into the washer. He straightened up the place
while I ran the vacuum. I wasn't a slob, I told you that. Still though, I
didn't want them to think I was. Girls have a different idea of what's
clean.


We gather our clothes and tooth brushes we needed for the night and went to
the house. we put our stuff up in the room I had shared with Dad. Grandpa
followed me everywhere I went as soon as he saw me. he was like a puppy
almost. It was sad but cute too.

"Noah, you seem to have a calming effect on your Grandpa." Grandma said to
me after we got grandpa to bed.


"Thanks but he has no idea who I am."


"No he doesn't but you seemed to be someone he trusts. For whatever reason,
when you are around he is calmer."

"Do you want me to move back inside the house?"


"Oh, No dear not at all. I am just happy that he feels comfortable around
someone."


Dad came in with Nancy, Nikki, and Porter. Yes, I said Nancy. She told me
that since her and my dad are dating, I should call her that. Only when we
are not in school though.

My head still pounded though. It was only 9 and I was having a hard time
keeping my eyes open. I knew it was a lost cause so said good night to
everyone. Gave everybody a kiss good night.

I stripped I was too tired to take a shower and put on my marine sweats. I
laid on my bed. I sat up. OMG did I just kiss Porter good night. Oh fuck
you know what he didn't complain so fuck it.


I woke up the next morning and saw Porter asleep in my dad's bed. He looked
hot the covers where around his calves and all he had on were white boxer
briefs. I could see his morning wood. Nice.

I got brushed my teeth and pissed. I figured my dad slept on the sofa. So
thought nothing of it when I woke up with my Dad not sharing my bed. I
stumbled down the stairs following the smell of the coffee. I glanced at
the sofa nope. Must be up already. I went out into the kitchen to see
Grandma sitting at the table. Hmmm I wonder. Oh yeah Dad got some. You go
dad!

"You seem cheerful this morning."


"Yep but I bet not nearly as cheerful as Dad will be."


"I hope so. He needs to get laid. Heaven knows I know the feeling." Grandma
said


Whoa Grandma. Enough said I can't say anything more. That just blew my
mind.  I am done finished OMG god grands having sex gross. I think I am
going to barf



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Franklin



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