AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 11: THURSDAY, OCTOBER 30th

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Thursday, October 30th
 (dictated 10:07 pm) 

     When I opened my eyes the next    
morning, I saw my pants and shirt      
hanging over a chair. I don't remember 
undressing, but I must've, unless Beth 
did it for me? But how? How did she do 
it without waking me? It’s not like I  
was drunk or anything, or was I?       
     That scared me a little. Someone  
could walk in here at any time and blow
us both away, and I wouldn't even know 
it was coming.                         
     Jeez! Like I need to invent more  
stuff to worry about, but thankfully,  
that's when Beth came in.              
     “Come on Sleepy Toes,” she said   
and tickled my feet. “Time to get your 
ass in gear and into the kitchen. I    
made breakfast.”                       
     Then, she was gone, but not before
giving me a wake-up kiss. That was     
nice.                                  
     Just as the smell of coffee and   
blueberries hit me, I jumped out of    
bed, shaved, took a quick two-minute   
shower, followed by ten seconds of ice-
cold water, and that did it. I was now 
wide, the fuck, awake.                 
     When I got to the kitchen, I gave 
Beth her kiss back and ate another     
great breakfast. I even compared it    
favorably with Darryl's gourmet feast  
from last night. She seemed pleased,   
but there was also something else      
there.                                 
     “What?” I asked her. “I know. It's
my week to cook, and you shouldn't have
to do it again...” I started.          
     “No, that's not it. I love cooking
for you,” she said, and then added,    
“It's just that sometimes, I find it so
hard to believe you could ever be so   
cruel as to do what you did. It's so   
off from who you are now, who I think  
you are, the guy I love.”              
     “I know,” I said and pushed my    
plate away. There was one more muffin  
left, but I was no longer hungry.      
     “There isn't a day, that doesn't  
go by hon, that I don't ask myself the 
same thing. I miss Scratches, Beth, and
no matter what I do, or how many       
animals I help, I’ll never get her     
back. She’s gone forever, and it’s all 
my fault...”                           



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