Becoming a Remington

A Short Story

This a short story from the Ruckle City Chronicles

written by Mack Writtens

Protect. Provide. Proceed.

A man is still in value, but active in decisions

A man moves with precision

A man is careful as ...

"as ... A man is careful as ..." .

"Forgot the Gentleman's Code so soon Leon my boy?"

Mr. Remington shakes his head watching Leon mess up his tie as they both look into the mirror.

"And I told you ... around the neck, cross the X, the fat-end goes under the skinny-end and then down through the new hole. Last, you tighten it up".

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry, real men don't apologize".

" ... Oh sorry. I mean okay."

"Do as I do. Round the neck. Cross the X. Fat-end under. Down the hole. Tighten Up."

Leon repeats "Round the neck. Cross the X. Fat-end under. Down the hole. Tighten Up".

"Good. Now untie it and do it again. This time finish the Gentleman's Code. I'll even say it with you. Follow my cadence. Do as I do."

Protect. Provide. Proceed.

A man is still in value, but active in decisions

A man moves with precision

A man is careful as perfectly stacked Jenga blocks

A man leads, he does not follow the flock

A man doesn't have time for excuses

He just gets it done

Protect. Provide. Proceed.

A man is certain

A man is always ready when they open the curtains

A man doesn't bluff or speak with fluff.

Protect. Provide. Proceed.

A man is captain

A man is responsible for getting the ship to the destination

A man has no sorries to give

A man holds no regrets

A man keeps all that are not man, in check

A man demands respect

A man demands

A man never asks for a thing

A man collects what is owed to him

Protect. Provide. Proceed.

Three gentle knocks greet the bathroom door. Mrs. Remington comes in.

"Hey guys. Could you keep your voice down just a bit. Me and the girls can hear you out here, and the meeting is almost -"

"Can I what?"

A strikingly confused look formed upon Mr Remington's face.

"Nevermind. Sorry to disturb."

That how it was around the Remington household. Mr. Remington was the iron fist over this roof. He paid bills, so as far as he's concerned ... he gets to do whatever he wants, and as Leon learned yesterday, with whoever he wants.