part 2

She came out and I knew this was the time to get down to business. I waited for her to make her move and I was off.

The drizzle made keeping an eye on her difficult. She was fast. The van looks like it will fall apart at any moment, but she could drive.

I had that little voice in my head calling Daddy and I knew I was doing the right thing. I just picked a bad week to stop drinking.

She only drove about a mile and stopped at a walk-in clinic. I wondered how long she would be here and I sat in the car. I had a place where I could see her car from about 500 feet away. I waited and waited and watched and waited.

While I was there I called my wife on my shoe phone. She was the one who had me on this chase. I called to give her an update.

She seemed disinterested. "What's for dinner?" she asked.

I was confused. I said "I need a drink." "Pizza."

I kept looking. The pile of cigarettes on the ground outside the car was gatting large. I finally saw her come out of the walk in clinic. She walked fast and got into her car and started driving right off. I knew I had to be quick. I was too quick. I got right behind her. I was afraid of being caught so I went into the other lane to let a couple of cars pass so I wasn't right behind her. That was a mistake.

About 4 more lights down the street and I got stopped after she made it through a light. Dam, she had given me the slip, and I'm not talking about a piece of clothing. I though about going through the light, but thought better. I wondered...."why is it the PIs on TV never get stopped at a light?..... I hoped I would be able to find her again, no luck.

I do know she drove to the next town over. They used to live in that town so they may still be there. I drove over to where they used to live. No luck. I knew I had to find her, but I didn't know how.

It seemed as though I was going to have to wait until next week when the visit was with the Fat Man. He doesn't drive. It may be a cab, it may be a friend, it may be the bus. It will make for an interesting trail. Hopefully I will do better. I have to better. They are depending on me.

I called her.

"Your a dork." she said

I said "I thought you wanted pizza for dinner, not pork."

She sighed into the phone. I knew I had said something wrong, but I wasn't sure what.

I got the pizza.

(to be continued)