This story is part of an ongoing series.
The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are:
Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters.
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Part 7 - Winners and (Media) Losers
"And it's a photo finish!" shouted the radio announcer into the ears of the County. "Todd Burke has won by less than one yard over Tom Usagi! An amazing end to an amazing race!"
Todd had not stopped, and his momentum carried him through the Fairgrounds and almost to the River before he circled back. Tom Usagi didn't get as far, and went to the ground. Medics hurried over with oxygen. Todd stopped next to him and extended his hand, and Usagi allowed himself to be helped back to his feet. They congratulated each other as they both took in oxygen.
I went with others up to them and congratulated Tom first. "Outstanding race, kid." I said. "Next year, Wildcats will rule,
neh?
"
"Yes sir." said Tom with a grin.
"Good grief, Uncle Don," said Todd with his brilliant grin, "don't give him any incentive. Ten more yards and I was beat."
"You can thank the much-better-looking half of your team for that." I said as Teresa came up to us. "She opened up that lead like someone left the gate open."
"Great race, Tom." Teresa said, shaking Tom's hand. "I'll have to get this guy in better shape for next year." She patted Todd's tummy with the back of her hand. Todd grinned and hugged his wife.
Meanwhile, I went back to the finish line. The Takaki Clan team had come in 11th place, which was not bad at all. They bowed to me as I came up.
"Very good race, guys." I said, bowing back. "A very honorable finish."
"I could not agree more, Don-san." said Takaki Misaki, coming up behind me, with the FBI former DepDirector next to him. As his children bowed to him, it suddenly occurred to me that not only was Misaki-san exposing himself in Public, standing next to the DepDirector like this was an intolerable security situation. I then noticed the young Japanese men in suits and ties, wearing sunglasses, situated all around. Still...
"Gentlemen," I said quietly, "I think we need to find you two a more secure place to be if you're going to stand together like this." Your Iron Crowbar exhibited no fear in telling two of the most powerful men in the world those, for their own safety's sake.
"Ah so, Don-san." said Misaki. "Yes, my children, let us move along." He and Nagamasa and Mariko moved towards the Fairgrounds, escorted by the entourage of Japanese men in suits.
"I'll wait with you for Laura and Melina." said the DepDirector. "How were they doing?"
He would soon find out. Laura was waiting for Melina near the finish line, and we went up to her. "How was it? I asked.
"Harder than I thought it would be." Laura replied, still recovering and drinking Powerade. "Melina was in great shape, though. I really let her down."
"You're almost fifteen years older than she is." I said. " I think you hung in there very well."
Are you calling me 'old', mister?" Laura asked, causing the DepDirector to laugh. "It's going to be the couch with Bowser for you tonight."
"No way. Carole will never allow Bowser to be punished in that fashion." I said. "Oh, here comes Melina."
Melina and Laura finished in 37th place. Not bad for an 'old' lady, I thought to myself... but did not say out loud. As they say, when you're in a hole, the first thing to do is 'stop digging'.
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The Mayor presided over the awarding of medals. First came the wheelchair racers. After giving out gold, silver, and bronze metals, the Mayor then said "And on behalf of the Ladies Auxiliary, we have a special citation for Tanya Perlman, who worked hard to organized the wheelchair division and add it to our day of races. It's been a huge success, and we'll be doing it again in coming years." The crowd applauded loudly as the Mayor gave Tanya (who was now in her normal wheelchair) a framed citation. Then came the regular race medals.
And then things went to shit. And if you guessed that the reason for that was because of the rabidly corrupt Media, you guessed right.
The winners weren't even off the podium when the Press began surging towards Teresa and Todd. Police began moving in to push them back when Brian Jennings shouted "Captain Croyle, what do you think of your boss having a child out of wedlock with Paulina Patterson?"
People in the audience gasped. Mrs. Myrtle L. Lames was scandalized... at the Media's bad manners. But Teresa handled it with her usual aplomb... well, more like her old 'Teresa Cunt' aplomb: "Okay, everyone come in real close, so I only have to say this once." she said. Microphones were pushed into her face as the Press quietened down in eager anticipation of what she was going to say.