Free Brother Willy's Traveling Salvation Show by W. Scott Mitchell Page B

him and replied, “You’ll know from now on.”
    He became serious with Michelle for the first time. “Put your mind at ease. There is a saying that goes something like this; why go out for hamburger when you have steak at home.”
    Michelle smiled before she stood up. “I’m not worried about you.”
    As they were walking down the steps, he stopped Michelle to make a point and perhaps settle his own curiosity. “The girl with the Frisbee was being fairly obvious about what she was doing. When she threw the Frisbee, she was dead on target, which suggests she has played with a Frisbee before. Therefore, it would be reasonable to assume she can catch the Frisbee if she so desired. Here is my question. She knew you and I were together, so what was she trying to accomplish?”
    Michelle stared at him for a moment before she continued her walk down the steps. “I’ll explain it to you sometime. However, I do you credit for being observant.”
    Once they were settled on the beach, Scott started a conversation they were both ready to have. “I have a feeling we are going to spend an interesting couple of days starting next Tuesday. There is a lot more to the Salvation Show than meets the eye.”
    Michelle was facing the ocean, as she remained silent for several minutes. “Something unusual happened a few months ago. I went to a pool party at Uncle William’s house to celebrate Betsy’s birthday. We got there in time for lunch and spent most of the afternoon around the pool. My brothers and I went swimming for a while and then they left to go see something on the farm. I was lying down on a lounge chair and went to sleep.”
    She paused to take a sip from her drink at which time Scott chose to tease her. “Were you wearing a sexy little swimsuit?”
    She shook her head in frustration. “Do you want to hear my story or talk about the very conservative one piece bathing suit I was wearing that day?”
    “How conservative was it?” He asked.
    “Put it this way. If I was wearing it today, I wouldn’t blame you for looking at Frisbee girl.” She replied.
    “Okay, you’ve lost me now. Let’s get back to the story.” He replied.
    She shook her head as she continued. “I woke up but didn’t open my eyes , but I heard them talking about taking the show to Western North Carolina. William made the comment that some political leader would be hung out to dry when they got finished.”
    Her story made him curious. “Are you saying they might use the Salvation Show to bring down the politician? If so, how are the two things connected?”
    She handed him a bottle of sunscreen, “Would you put this on my back please? I don’t know what the connection would be unless they use the show to target their message to average people.”
    Scott took the bottle from her and replied, “I would rather put the lotion on your front. Anyway, why not just take out an ad in the paper or do a TV commercial.”
    Michelle leaned forward as he started to squirt the lotion on her back. “I’m sure you would like to smear lotion all over Frisbee girl, too. What I learned in my marketing class was to tie your message to the person’s emotions for the strongest and longest lasting results. If they can link their message to someone’s religion, then they have them locked into their idea.”
    Scott squeezed Michelle’s neck as he continued to tease her. “Where is Frisbee girl anyway? She may need some lotion.”
    She used her elbow to hit him in the chest. “She’s not out here yet and her lotion is not your problem. Besides, I don’t know if we have enough lotion to cover those things.”
    He thought about Michelle’s point for a moment. “In any case, what would be William’s interest in going after some political leader that far from home. Is he involved in politics?”
    “I doubt you get to his level of wealth without being involved to some extent. I’m not sure why he would get down and dirty with local politics though, unless he