Thursday Taster 9: Rainbow Catcher

Hello and Welcome to Thursday Taster again. Talented writers from all over the blogosphere gather together to give readers tasty parts of their work in progress, you can find the list here. 

As I'm currently working on the edits of Rainbow Catcher, that's the project I will be presenting until it is ready. As it's under editing, if you see anything funny, hit me on the head in the comments.

I have had really good feedbacks on the story recently, so I might make a lot of drastic changes, but anyway, here is the start of the second chapter which includes Jason's reaction. 

Jason had been running in the corridors of the hospital, and around it, for now more than two hours, asking for anyone who would have seen the fat, sweating man in a dark green suit with an old sport bag. It was not the type of person who would wander around unnoticed, however he seemed to have vanished into thin air. Nobody could give any information about the direction the man had taken, nobody saw him.

Jason sat on a bench in the park in front of the hospital, he wished Clarissa could see the trees and flowers from her bedroom but the only thing she saw was the sky. He counted his chances. He couldn’t go to the police, they wouldn’t believe that he could have been stolen so much money from, without having to explain who stole it and he could be the one getting in trouble for having resorted to the black market. Getting the man in the underworld was almost impossible in the first place, getting him to have his money back was not something you would try if you wanted to stay alive. Trying again would take him two more years, and getting enough money for a legal rainbow even more. Clarissa couldn’t wait that long. This time the situation was really desperate. The fat man hadn’t just stolen his money, he had stolen his hopes. He put his head in his hands and cried his heart out.

When he arrived back in Clarissa’s room, she was having an animated conversation with Markus.

“I am telling you,” she seemed to be repeating for a million time, “that ugly man couldn’t possibly be the one bringing me my rainbow, Everett Cooper will, really soon.”

Jason entered the room with a forced smile on his face,

“Doctor Marshall told me what happened, I’m sorry I wasn’t there kid,” Markus said walking toward him.

“He arrived in advance, probably to make sure the doctor wouldn’t be around, it’s not your fault. I should have been more careful,” Jason said.

“It’s unfair kid,” Markus said hitting his fist in his black hand, meaning if I had been there things would have been different.

“Tell him,” Clarissa interrupted the conversation. “Tell him, Everett Cooper will come soon to give me my rainbow.”

Jason sighed, wondering if Clarissa really didn’t understand the situation or if she was acting up on purpose to cheer him up.

“Tell him,” she insisted.

“He didn’t answer your letters so I think I’ll have to go ask him directly,” Jason said.

“Yes!” Clarissa exclaimed. “See,” she added for Markus with a look telling “What did I tell you?”

“You are not serious, right?” Markus said looking at Jason.

“I don’t know what else I can do and staying here waiting is already driving me crazy,” Jason said.

“But this kid needs you here,” Markus answered.

“Right now, she needs a rainbow more than me and the only way to get one is to go where they are born. I’ll find Everett Cooper, or I’ll catch one myself,” Jason said.

As to prove him right, Clarissa started to cough uncontrollably spitting dark blood all over her bed clothes. Jason rushed to hold her.

“Will you be gone for long?” she asked when she started to breath normally again.

“I don’t know, the desert is really far,” Jason said.

“So you will only have old uncle Markus to play with,” Markus said. “I’ll come here every day.”

“Thanks,” Jason said.

“You are not so old, my hair says I’m older than you,” Clarissa said. With her disease, her hair had turned completely white. Markus rushed them.

“Oh yes, you are at least one hundred years old, almost a mummy,” he said.

“Oh no, they are too disgusting,” Clarissa answered, hiding under the blanket playfully once more.

“I need to go back to the garage, kid, think carefully, don’t rush something like that, I’ll see you tonight,” Markus said. Jason looked at him going out.

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