<strong><em>Michael Corbin</em></strong><br/><br/><br/>"What do you mean, you can't?" Michael yelled into the pay phone, located outside the grocery store.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry sir we won't have any drivers until the end of the holiday." The voice of the man at the other end said.<br/><br/>"What holiday?!" he screamed he didn't keep track of holidays, but he did know that only holiday one started at the beginning of the month, and it wasn't July.<br/><br/>"It's a local holiday sir," The man responded<br/><br/>"So let me get this strait, the guy at the shop here says that he has to order my part, which could take a minimum of a weeks time, and you're telling me that I'm stuck in bum fuck who knows where, until the end of the weekend!" He was loosing hold of his anger and patience.<br/><br/>"No sir, the holiday ends on the 12th."  The man said, a little unsteady.<br/><br/>"Next week!"Michael yelled. Suddenly the sound of a woman came on the phone. She spoke in a rather soothing manner.<br/><br/>"Please deposite 75 more cents to continue this call" He slamming the phone home into the booth.<br/><br/>"ARGHHAAAA"  He screamed kicking a rock down the empty parking lot. It skipped away into the darkness. He grabbed a hold of the booth and started shaking it violently. A woman walking by grabbed her child and hurried along down the side of the road, trying not to make eye contact with Michael. He smacked his palm to his head, and let out a deep sigh. He checked his cellphone for signal. Nothing. Of course he knew what it would say before he looked at it, but he was hoping it would give him some kind of hope. It didn't. He slipped his phone back in his pocket and picked up the phone again. He pushed in three quarters, and dialed a the only number he could think to call.<br/><br/><em>ring.....<br/><br/>ring....<br/><br/>ring....</em><br/><br/>"Whats up man!!!" The sound of Jeremy's voice came through as if he had never left the frat. Jeremy was his agent, and a rather good one at that. He just tended to be a little immature at times.<br/><br/>"Jeremy, it's Michael, I never thought i'd say this but it's goo-<br/><br/>"I'm not here right now, so just leave a word at the beep." Michael felt his hand tighten around the phone, as his anger filled him again. "Hello?"  Jeremy's raspy voice came over the phone.<br/><br/>"Jeremy it's Mike." Michael said with a sigh of relief<br/><br/>"Michael baby! How's my favorite Novelist doing. You got further in the book?"<br/><br/>"No. Jeremy listen to me. My car broke down, and I'm in some place called Reedland."<br/><br/>"Reedland?" He paused "Is that on google maps?"<br/><br/>"Listen to me, the mechanic here said that he can't get the part for me until next week"<br/><br/>"Did you try getting a tow from the city?"<br/><br/>"Of course I did, they said something about a holiday.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah, Mumbio Week'<br/><br/>"What? Look I'm not even going to ask you how you know that. Is there anything you can do?"<br/><br/>"Sorry buddy, I'm a bit tied up right now. Literally." Jeremy let out a laugh as a girl in the background started giggling. "Look man, just stick it out. Maybe the change of scenery will do you some good. Maybe get some writing done? Get them creative juices flowing"<br/>"I'm gonna get your creative juices flowing" The voice of the unknown woman said to Jeremy. Her voice caring through the phone<br/><br/>"I cant do that man haven't you seen those movies where the guy gets stranded in an unknown town, and the people are cannibals!"<br/><br/>"Got to go man, bye"<br/><br/><em>Click..</em><br/><br/>Micheal let out a sigh and hung the phone up gently. He ran his hands through his hair and looked up towards the night sky. He shoved his hands in his pockets and headed towards the Tavern. If he had to be here, he might as well make the best of it.