Living on the Happy Edge of Anarchy

Living on the Happy Edge of Anarchy by Ryan Long (2013, Paperback)

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When he simply nodded and let go, Josie hurried to see what the other group thought they needed. Replacing the carafe on the warmer, she stepped lightly over to the crowded table, noticing that there was trash and ketchup littering its surface.

His hair reminded her of Justin Bieber, and she fought back a derisive giggle at his feeble attempts at picking her up. The biker had moved silently across the floor, and was standing just behind her right shoulder. One glance into the now truly black eyes of the aggressive man in leather had the boys scrambling to get out of the booth.

Unfortunately for them, the only way out was past him. Gripping the leader by the back of the neck, he held his hand out to a still motionless Josie. One of the boys made a whining noise from his spot at the back of the booth. His protests slowly died as the older man stared him down. And don't let me see you in here again. When a stack of bills was neatly placed on the table, and the worst of the mess cleaned up, the biker let go of the kid and stood silently as the group fled the restaurant. Smirking to himself, he went back to his table and now cold coffee.

When a steaming cup of coffee was placed quietly down in front of him, he followed the arm holding it up to the pretty face of the young waitress. Understanding the logic, Josie grinned openly. Josie smiled and plated it up quickly. Setting it down in front of the man, Josie put her hand out to him.

Nodding slightly and letting his head roll back a bit on his shoulders, the man gripped her hand firmly. Happy had spent the day helping Tig and Chibs inspect a few different gun warehouses in the countryside surrounding Charming. The Mexican women they paid to assemble their guns were doing their jobs well and without complaint for the sparse living conditions, and the men had been satisfied enough to finish by mid-evening.

While Tig and Chibs had things to take care of for the mother charter, Happy was free to spend the rest of his day how he saw fit. The open country road with no destination in mind was just what he needed after the last few days of controlled riding and tight deadlines. The warm summer wind in his face smelled of lush greenery and wild flowers, and his empty stomach made itself known just as a large neon sign came into view along the winding road.

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There were a few cars and one bike parked toward the rear of Sally's restaurant as he pulled into the lot. The girl who came up to his table was young, but didn't hold herself like jailbait. She had a quiet voice with some sort of southern accent, and she looked him in the eye when she spoke to him. Most bitches didn't do that, preferring to look in his general direction or even at his shoulder or chest while they flirted or simpered.

That was more about the cut on his shoulders than him as a person, anyway, and Happy was content to let the club whores do their jobs with or without eye contact.

This wasn't a bitch or a whore though. This was a girl who was working for her money, and who was treating him no better or worse than anyone else. The older woman making a comment about calling her drew his attention, and he smirked as he realized she didn't trust him alone with her pretty friend.

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His dinner was barely on the table when two cars pulled into the lot and a loud group of boys trundled into a booth across the room from his quiet table. He could tell from their tipped heads and smart assed grins that they were going to cause trouble for the tiny girl with the blue-green eyes.

When they started attempting to flirt with her, and she rebuffed their offers, Happy grinned to himself.

Girl like that needs a man, not some pissant piece of shit. The skin of the girl's freckled wrist was thin and smooth under his hand when he wrapped his fingers around the delicate bones there. He could feel her pulse there, strong and steady against him, and felt oddly pleased that it wasn't racing in fright. He was at once pleased and annoyed when she told him that she was "fine", though she did give him an opening should the brats across the restaurant get any worse.

When the blond asshole reached out to touch the girl's waist, Happy saw red. If anyone got to touch her, it wasn't going to be some rich little bastard who didn't deserve to even look at her. Putting as much menace as possible into his voice and stance, he soon had the boys quelled and shaking before him. As they were retrieving payment for their meals, as well as for the bullshit they had put the girl through, Happy shook the one in his grip sharply. This girl ain't your maid. After they had left, the girl gave him a fresh cup of coffee.

When she asked for his reason, Happy's mind suddenly went blank. He wasn't sure exactly why he had been so angry, only that he didn't want them touching her. When she smiled and introduced herself, Happy shook her hand. Her grip was surprisingly strong for a woman, though her palms were rough and callused.

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The buttery soft back of her hand was pale and lightly freckled. He liked the combination more than he was willing to admit, even to himself. Just In All Stories: Story Story Writer Forum Community. TV Shows Sons of Anarchy. Josie was a smalltown waitress when Happy came roaring into her life. Will she be able to traverse the rocky path for women in the club?

Thick, strong fingers wrapped around her wrist before she could leave the table.

Otherwise, I'm not interested. Questions and Some Answers 3. Testing the Water 4. Out With the Old 5. Meeting Mama Bear 8.

A Move Toward Permanence Fun and Not-So-Fun Town Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Living on the Happy Edge of Anarchy is a memoir about how some of the strangers we come across in our daily lives can serve as positive catalysts for change and inspiration.

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To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Living on the Happy Edge of Anarchy , please sign up. Be the first to ask a question about Living on the Happy Edge of Anarchy. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. May 08, University of Chicago Magazine added it Shelves: Ryan is a directionless eighteen-year-old. Just eight years ago, he was a loving nerd. He and his associate sit ready with UZI machine guns resting softly on their laps. Earlier that night, a mob of black teenagers repeatedly stabbed Ryan with screwdrivers in Venice Beach.

That year, his family shattered after his sixteen-year-old brother was killed in a car accident. At first, Ryan tried to submerge his feelings under the routine of law firm life. Ryan was on partnership track. Part of him desperately clung to the belief that anger is the silver bullet. But the nerdy boy inside Ryan continued to search for a more positive alternative. And so Ryan left the firm to travel the world in During his journey, he met savory and unsavory strangers: Sicilians showed him the joy of routine dinners with loved ones; a WW II photographer in Chicago explained luck matters only when you try; and a Holocaust survivor in New York tutored him on perseverance.

He found that strangers had the best insights into his problems. They called it like it is.

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With their aid, Ryan better understood how to deal with his problems. Being diagnosed with cancer changed that. The cancer enabled Ryan to start letting go of his anger by realizing that it will only make life worse. Ryan starts applying the lessons he learned from the hand full of strangers he met during his travels to make the most out of every second, every minute, and every day of his life. There might not be a quick fix for his — or our — demons.

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