d.: Cal.E. Is still on the lam, y’all. She is hiding from Tom the Tabby and Tucker Tucker Two, better known as “The Tuxedo,.” Tom's henchman. The picture above is "The Tuxedo's" mugshot. He has been in the kennel where I work so many times that the warden decided to retire his number.
Cal.E. is hiding from these two cats because she stole all of Tom's ill-gotten gains and spent it on catnip. I miss Cal.E, but it is wrong to steal even money that is obtained illegally. I refuse to help her get out of this mess, but that means that I have lost my "sounding board" for new material.
In Cal.E.’s absence, I don’t have anyone to run my new material by. I am going to post an excerpt from “The Inert Ingredient.” The book is about a detective telling his worst secret to his young wife. This is the crux of the book. Tell me what y’all think.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN; MURDER 8
The next night Alice made sure that she got off work on time. She picked Alicia up from daycare and hurriedly made sandwiches for Jay and her to consume for dinner. She wanted to make sure that she had enough time and energy to listen to what she believed would be the culmination of Jay’s story. She did not want her husband to waste time making a sandwich. She fed Alicia, who cooperated nicely, and ate her sandwich. She then impatiently waited for her husband to come home.
Jay sensed that Alice was anxious to hear this part of his story. He was reluctant to share it with her, but he wanted her to know the whole truth. Then, she could decide what to do with the knowledge she possessed. Jay left his office at precisely six p.m. and drove home, reciting the story in his head. When he got to his apartment, Alice set a plate with a ham and cheese sandwich in front of him. He picked up the sandwich and ate it slowly. He needed time to think about what he was going to say. Alice was becoming impatient, so he cut the sandwich in half and only ate one-half of it. He put the other one-half in the refrigerator.
“I don’t want to lose my girlish figure,” Jay teased. Alice was not amused. She had waited so many nights to hear the culmination of Jay’s story that she just sat on the couch and stared at her husband. He knew that she was ready for him to begin his story for the evening.
Jay began telling the story, hesitantly. “Jose was terrified of his tio, at this point, because Benny would threaten his life when he was drunk and/or high. Jose felt that he needed to stay and keep the peace between Benny and the placeholder, though. He also wanted the cartel to believe that he would take the position of don the second he turned eighteen. He did this to keep the cartel from giving in to Benny’s desires to become don of the cartel. It was not long, however, before Jose believed that his death was imminent if he stayed where he was. We both decided that one of the two must die. Jose was too young to die, and Benny was, for all intents and purposes, useless because of his excessive drug and alcohol usage. This made the choice somewhat easier. It is never easy, though, to decide to kill someone…”
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