Friday, July 24, 2009

Just placate me on this one. I am in need of having fun

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It was Thursday night. There was a strange smell in the air. Was it my cigarette or was it her perfume. I knew that smell. She was, after all, my wife and we had been together for 34 years.

It was her perfume.

"So what are you going to do?" she asked

I thought for a minute. I didn't know what she was referring to. This was a common problem, but this time it was different.

"about what?" I responded.

She became indignant not wanting to play games. I couldn't help myself. I loved her and she knew it. I needed a drink.

"What do you think" she said

She was talking about him and her. The two who were supposedly living together and shouldn't be. It was a web of unhealthy family ties and she wanted me to get involved. I was happy to oblige.


"Do you think I should put a tail on her and see if she leads me to the fat man?" I asked

She gave me the look. It was the look I had received many times before. I had to start making plans. She had me and she knew it. I couldn't say no. It was now time for me to go about my business.


"Don't worry" I said. "I will get to the bottom of this". I felt a strange heat on my fingers. "Dam" I said as I flinged my cigarette to the floor. I had forgotten I had it lit. I had a slight burn, but I could handle it

I needed to make my plans. Get batteries for the camera. Fill up the car with gas. Get my cell phone charged. Sure, I knew what to do. I had been on stakeouts before. After all, it was my job. But this time it was different. There was more riding on it than normal. I had to be successful. The future of her and me and the princess were at stake.

Oh, you didn't know about the princess. Well, let me tell you. She was a red head. Had a temper like one too. She had snuck into our lives one day and we couldn't get rid of her. We never thought we would get this involved but we did. She was like a magnet and we were definitely attracted. It was hard to believe she was only 2 when we first met.

I found the car I was looking for. Now it was time to wait. Wait for her to get in that car and take me to the fat man. Hopefully she wouldn't catch on that I was following her.

(to be continued)

5 comments:

  1. Hey don't leave us hanging!

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  2. So why are you still smoking???

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  3. YOU are an awesome writer. It must run in the family.

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  4. I don't smoke, nor do I drink, but it seemed to fit the story.

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  5. What's funny is that when you mentioned that the judge had done this because he assumed that the parents were not together I thought of suggestiong a private detective, but it seemed silly. But after reading this if would've fit right in :) LOL

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