Hard Luck Larry
By William T. Moyer
Copyright © 2012 William T. Moyer
Smashwords Edition
His wounds were nearly healed from the unfortunate beating he had suffered at the hands of an old blind man with his white cane in the bus station waiting room last month. He was still getting a hard time about it from the other officers. A sharp pain briefly crossed his forehead over his left eye. Larry rubbed the small lump on his forehead that was almost invisible now as he had a flashback of that embarrassing day. He had appeared in front of the magistrate with the seventy odd year old blind man in handcuffs to get a warrant for assaulting a police officer. He held the man’s white cane, the assault weapon, in his hand. It was to be turned in as evidence. The magistrate had asked him if he was serious about getting the warrant. His head had lumps in several places that were already starting to bruise. He was mad and said yes, he was sure. Now he wished he had just forgotten about it.
Larry had become the butt of many jokes in the police department that day, but he thought he was in the right on this arrest. The old blind bastard had just been lucky with the first swing of the cane and with the kick to his groin. Larry wondered if the old guy really was blind or faking it.
Testifying in court had been even more embarrassing for him. He was forced by the grinning assistant District Attorney to tell about how he had been beaten about his head with a white cane by the old blind man. The judge had not even tried to keep order in the courtroom. The newspaper headline the next day had read “Justice is not blind”. The old blind man was released from custody with a warning by the judge. He was told not to come before the judge again for assaulting a police officer with his white cane. He remembered the judge, his face contorted to keep from bursting out in laughter, ordering him to return the man’s white cane to him. The final embarrassment came as the old man was tapping his way to leave the courtroom. As he passed by Larry the old guy muttered under his breath, but loud enough for the entire courtroom to hear, “Asshole”. The courtroom was in tears from laughter...
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