They Call Me Numbskull

By Justin Robertson

The bullet in his head didn't kill him, but he lost his memory.
Numbskull, a man who must find his way home, and stop a criminal mastermind who ruined his life.
Numbskull is numb from the chin up, so his head becomes his weapon of choice. He finds out that the criminal mastermind has his family under his little drug spell, but with a blank mind, and the police against him, his chances are slim.
Will Numbskull get his life back? We he ever get his memory back? Find out when you read this roller coaster ride that will pull you in by your nostrils and spit you back out on the floor!

This book is not for kids.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 30, 2014
• ISBN: 9781312151321

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They Call Me Numbskull

They Call Me

Numbskull

Justin Robertson

To my brother, the best brother anyone could have!

1

Numbskull, that's what they're calling me these days. It has something to do with the way I like to use my head.

You see, I go around head-butting the bad guys. Well, a few bad guys that I was after...

Some shit happened to me, I spent a lot of time in jail, and the cops between Wyoming and LA really got to know me. They started calling me numbskull just for the things that I did. They also knew about my condition of having a numb skull. It's not so numb anymore, but in those days I couldn't really feel pain in my head. I could slam my head into a brick wall, and I wouldn't feel a thing! So the name Numbskull really fit.

See, I woke up in a hospital one day in Las Vegas. It was day time. I woke up in a room with a doctor telling me that I had a bullet in my head. He said that I should have died!

I didn't know who I was, or where I was. I didn't have any memories at all.

The doctor was about to ask me if I knew my name, or ask about my memory, but the whole place collapsed under us. That doctor was crushed by a brick wall. I somehow managed to survive. I was very lucky actually. As the floor was collapsing, I grabbed my clothes from the counter and jumped out of the window. I hung from the window ledge and watched my doctor get crushed, then I let go of the ledge. Luckily I was only on the second floor, but I crashed hard on the ground below. Then I had to scramble out of the way before I got crushed too.

For some odd reason, the Las Vegas Police were after me. They were shooting at me and everything!

I ran off into the desert. They didn't follow me. I guess they figured I would die in the hot desert. Actually I don't know what their thinking was, I didn't even know what I was thinking. I just wanted to get away.

So I put my clothes on, and walked though the desert. I had a plan though. My plan was to only go deep enough into the desert to be out of sight from the city. I walked parallel with the interstate, and then once I was out of city limits, I walked back towards the interstate.

As I walked, I checked my pockets. I didn't have anything but an empty wallet. There was no ID, no credit cards, no cash, just a picture of a pretty blonde girl.

I guessed she was my girlfriend considering I wasn't wearing a ring.

I did learn something about myself though. I knew I liked rock and roll. I figured that because of my outfit. I was in black biker boots, blue jeans, a black shirt that said Black Sabbath on it, and I was also carrying a leather jacket that had a Black Label Society logo stitched to the back of it.

Actually I kind of wore the jacket like a hat because I was bald, and I had to protect myself from the sun.

I didn't really have anywhere to go, I figured it was best to get the hell out of Nevada.

I just didn't know what to do, I was afraid to go to the police in another state, I didn't know how wanted I was.

I was willing to go to jail for a few days, find out my name, and start fresh but... I didn't know what I did to get in trouble, apparently I must have done something pretty bad. I figured I'd just lay low and hope to find out my name on my own. At that point, I just told people to call me Numbskull.

2

I made my way back to the interstate, hoping that someone would pick me up.

I walked at least a mile, and then a guy in an old Ford truck had a blow out on his front driver tire.

He pulled over in front of me, and I walked up to help him.

He was definitely a country boy, straight up redneck this guy was.

Hey there, can I help you sir? I asked.

Naw, that's very kind of you, but I got it, he said as he pulled a jack out of his tool box.

Well, I got nothing better to do. Why don't you let me start jacking it up while you get the spare? I asked.

Well, alright I suppose.

So where you headed?

Back home, I live in Wyoming.

That's quite a drive.

Yeah, it was worth it though. I came out here to see my sister get married, course I did some gambling too.

Of course! Did you win?

Naw, I wish I did, but I didn't lose nothin' either.

You're smart.

Yeah, you know I'd get on them machines, and I'd put in a dollar, then I'd start winning really good. I'd keep goin' till I got back down to a dollar and cash out. So I never lost nothin'. In fact, I kept the same dollar and gambled with it for three days!

Yeah, most people would just keep putting money in until they've lost hundreds of dollars.

Nah, not me.

I offered the man a handshake and asked, You got a name?

He accepted my handshake, Yeah, I'm Tyson, you?

Well, just call me Numbskull.

Tyson just finished putting the spare on, and I lowered the truck down.

Numbskull? Okay, well, eventually you're gonna have to tell me your real name, Tyson said as he put his jack and his tire iron away.

Yeah, if you see me again, I might know what my name is by then...

What? You don't know you're own name?

Sadly, I don't... It's a long story.

Well, I noticed you walked up here. How about you hop in. You can tell me all about it and I'll take you wherever you need to go.

Well sir, I figure you just let me tag along all the way to Wyoming, and I'll just get off there.

Alrighty, you got it partner.

I climbed into the truck, and we were on the road to Wyoming.

So, what's your story partner? Tyson asked.

"Alright so, I woke up in a hospital a few hours ago... The one that just collapsed. Before it