The Shoes I Wore This Morning
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Wonder and terror from the author of Down From Ten...
Fin came to Manaus to save the family business. His brother came to make the family fortune. But the Amazon runs far, and its fingers reach down into the past, rooting into ancient secrets buried under golden temples, and terrors that spring from the deep, sweltering heat.
J. Daniel Sawyer
WHILE STAR WARS and STAR TREK seeded J. Daniel Sawyer's passion for the unknown, his childhood in academia gave him a deep love of history and an obsession with how the future emerges from the past. This obsession led him through adventures in the film industry, the music industry, venture capital firms in the startup culture of Silicon Valley, and a career creating novels and audiobooks exploring the worlds that assemble themselves in his head. His travels with bohemians, burners, historians, theologians, and inventors led him eventually to a rural exile where he uses the quiet to write, walk on the beach, and manage a pair of production companies that bring innovative stories to the ears of audiences across the world. For stories, contact info, podcasts, and more, visit his home page at http://www.jdsawyer.net
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The Shoes I Wore This Morning - J. Daniel Sawyer
The Shoes I Wore This Morning
by J. Daniel Sawyer
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Dedication
For Stinky
The Shoes I Wore This Morning
J. Daniel Sawyer
The Shoes I Wore This Morning
It wasn’t raining in Manaus. In the high part of the rainy season, this struck many of the locals as unusual, even odd, as a number of them remarked when I trudged my weary way from the docks.
I, of course, knew why it was not raining. And I knew the storms would come again, soon. An hour, maybe. Storms the like of which even God has not seen since he flooded the world.
This storm would bring no flood. It proceeded from an entirely different source.
I was here because luck had smiled upon me—for what little good it did me—in the hour of my second-greatest need, not so long ago. The hour of my greatest need loomed an hour hence, and I needed fortification.
But fickle Dame Luck exacts a price, and never pays out in kind. In my case, she smiled on me only because I was willing to sacrifice the shoes I wore this morning. In return, I was granted God’s grace to flee before the storm with a native who knew how to ride the current in ways that no Englishman will ever master—the only reason I was able to arrive before the coming storm at all.
You may think I’m having a laugh when I speak about a fast boat down the Amazon, but the Taupai rivermen know the river’s ways, its hidden channels and dead zones, and they manage the journey speedier than any paddleboat, and without any kind of steam engine.
Manaus’s pearl-shell whitewash and bright coal-dye colors make it the perfect storybook city for the last outpost of civilization when arriving, and the first when leaving for London. It announces that not even the mighty jungle can stand against man’s determination, and that nature bequeaths to us her bounty in such magnitude that we might never exhaust her.
And perhaps we never would have. But nature is not the only party, and, according to the Bible I was raised on, God is changeable in his favor, and might deem us unworthy if we transgress too far into the wrong domain. And this, I regret, I have done, and only in the interest of saving my family from doom at the hands of its creditors. God save us all.
It is no proud thing for a modern explorer such as Lord Phineas Roxton Summerlee to be pinning the last of his hopes on a miracle, but that was what I was down to.
My bare feet flapped on the cobbles as I headed uptown. I wanted my fortification in style, and what I lacked in attire I made up for in gold—gold enough that, even in a place like Manaus, the prigs would pretend to me that I appeared a proper lord rather than a shipwreck’s refugee.
Give me three fingers of Jameson. Neat. Leave the bottle.
In a proper lounge like this, straight whiskey just is not done. Working-class pikers might swill straight from the barrel, but a proper gentleman—especially one drinking in the early part of the afternoon—orders with soda, or not at all.
We don’t want no riff-raff in here. Head back on down to the docks with you.
I stood from the mahogany stool and looked him in the eye. What is your name?
Addison.
Addison, I am Lord Phineas Roxton Summerlee of Somerset. My brother owns this building, and I will traffic in this establishment if I bloody well please.
I pulled a pouch from my pocket and poured a measure of gold on the bar. "Take it, or go to the maitre’d and have your wages computed.