House of the Rising Sun Part 4

By Stephen Shypitka

Try it on for size see how it fits.
A poor southern upstart lands in New Orleans with nothing and a dream of becoming a writer soon finds himself crossing the lavender line making friends in a house of male prostitution.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Stephen Shypitka
• Release date: Apr 7, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005739461

Stephen Shypitka

Stephen's eBooks have sold across 4 continents in Australia, Canada, Denmark, France, Germany, Jamaica, Netherlands, New Zealand, Poland, Romania, Switzerland the UK and the US. His online success has allowed his work to be noticed, read and savoured with his fiction for our times that turns heads, crosses genres and connects us all. Stephen was born in British Columbia, Canada an alumnus of USC film school in Los Angeles, he has taught the craft and loves to travel.

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House of the Rising Sun

By Stephen Shypitka

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Dedication

To you who have stayed too long at the dance.

I know you’re out looking for a good time but if you’re

not careful your good time is going to have its way with you.

Worse, you could find yourself a character here.

Remember exits are everything.

CONTENTS PART IV

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

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House Of The Rising Sun

Chapter 11

The French southern colonial at the end of the street in morning.

Alfonse pouring out kibble to feed the dogs. Mimi recognising the sound came scampering immediately took to eating from Albert's dish.

Albert came along and directly eats Mimi.

Alfonse proximately begins screaming.

***

French southern colonial lost in the evening light. Its Anseman Oak swaying in the approach of a summer storm. Through a second-story window past the lace a petulant gust into the drawing-room. Goodheart, Block, Tierce and McManus playing cards as the crystal chandelier dimmed to a flicker.

The players groaned.

You better baton down the hatches princess. It looks like hurricane weather. Goodheart grimaced. Yet the game continued.

Alfonse pulling the fine fabric back. Pushing the stubborn window to the second floor down with a thud. Securing the copper latch as the wind whipped in a fury and the rain began to splatter against the glass.

Alfonse was the first to notice. Headlights on the walls. Someone approaching up their driveway.

Goodheart laughing. Sipping on another Brandy Alexander. Like any other night. But he too took notice of the headlights off the ceiling above him. Shadows and light as the sky grew dark. Swallowed in the storm. He couldn't help but smile.

Alfonse moved down the main stairs quick. Looked out from the nearest kitchen window. A black and white. A police car approaching and he instantly knew.

Its wet white-walled tires coming to a halt. Headlights piercing the rain. The back door of the squad car opened and with the aid of two State Troopers, they helped his broken body, dragging those long legs of his, back, toward the house.

Followed knocking on the side door. Service entrance.

Alfonse opening. Trying to protect himself from the wind and violent rain.

Mister Goodheart? the Trooper called out in slicker already drenched. Alfonse looked blank.

"We spoke with a Mister Goodheart on the phone? Earlier this