The Jockey: Prelude, 2, and 3
In spite of its description as “Fiction,” this story is actually an embellishment of real experiences I had with a girl during my time on the radio. The first several chapters are absolutely true, save names and locales. As the complete story is, while unfinished, a few hundred pages long already, it takes its time getting started, so be patient. MAY, 1999 I. Ashley was a caller. That’s how it started. She’d called a few times over a few weeks, always asking to hear the same song, one that you could hear every forty-five minutes if you just turned your radio on. It annoyed me, but I knew to expect it from a Top Forty audience. After the second call, she’d engage me in conversation before making her request, in the beginning with the usual …