The family is one of nature's masterpieces.
George Santayana
The holidays were coming, and it was the week of Thanksgiving. It was Wednesday as Kendall was getting ready for work. Kendall was working nights at the theatre. Dani reminded him that tomorrow was Thanksgiving, and they were having dinner at her mom house. I know sweetie got go love you. He kissed her goodbye. You need to be there Dani said to Kendall, as he was exiting the room. Promise you be there she said, but Kendall was already gone.
Dani sigh Kendall was hardly home. Doesn't he know how hard it is taking care of a toddler? Melody was always crying. Dani went to Melody crib and pick her up. I'll make you something to eat. She changes Melody. Dani dress her in the dress she and her mother pick out for the holidays. Dani thought how Kendall doesn't even know. Sigh she drop the dirty clothes in the overflowing laundry bucket. Kendall not home long enough to even notice what his daughter is wearing thought Dani. Dani was getting mad. He never home she thought. Why won't he help me? Does he except me to do all this by myself? Dani took Melody and put her in her highchair. Alright sweetie we don't want your pretty dress getting messy. Dani said, as she places a bib on Melody. We'll have a quick bite and then we will head over to Grandmas. Dani turns to get a dish and notice the dirty dishes. She didn't have any energy to wash them. Dani cut up and apple for Melody to much on. Here eat this while mommy gets ready, said Dani. The kitchen was a mess with dishes everywhere. The counter was clutter with discarded food boxes. Dani just didn't feel like cleaning. She barely got out of bed. Dani was up most nights waiting for Kendall, rocking Melody back to sleep. Kendall hardly came home. Dani sigh, this is not what she thought marriage would be like.
Kendall headed out to his black Chevy Chevelle park next to Dani's Ford. Her car needed to be washed he thought. He walked past the clutter yard careful not to step on any toys. Kendall opened the gate and closed it. The Chevy Chevelle was in prime condition. All shiny and the chrome gleaming. His car was the only thing Kendall could control. Kendall was heading to work at the theater but before he went there, he had someone to meet. Someone that knew what was going on inside of Hollywood. Hopefully his source would prove that the men on the list were indeed in bed with the communist. It wasn't easy living a double life. He was very careful in how he handles himself. Everything he did was well thought out. Plan down to the detail in his clothes. He planned everything. Every minute of every day everything was carefully consider.
That night Kendall droves downtown to a bar. Kendall was to meet up with a friend of a friend who might have the information he was looking for. He knew about what was going on behind the scenes in Hollywood. He met him at Fred's Club one evening. He went inside and sat at the bar. The bar wasn't as fancy as Fred's. It had plain wood counters and some tables spread out. There were a couple of guys sitting at the tables. The walls held some pictures of sport memorability. Kendall pulled out a stool and sat at the bar. I'll have scotch on the rock he told the bartender. He sat sipping looking around. The bar wasn't full but then again it was early in the evening. Hey Larry said Kendall. Thanks for meeting up with me, you want a drink. No that's all right, I won't be staying long, said Larry. He quickly passed an envelope to Kendall and left. Kendall slips it into his jacket and slowly drank his drink. He put his glass down and got out a five. He left and headed to his office where he managed a theater.
Kendall had to make sure everything ran smoothly for the customers. Later when Kendall was able to sit down at his desk without interruptions. Kendall took off his jacket and carefully hung it up. Don't want to look like you live in it. thought Kendall. Kendall pulled the envelope out of his suit inner pocket and sat down at his desk. When he opens it, he was alarm to read what was inside. Kendall had found the spy. It wasn't what he thought. It had nothing to do with the communist. Everything to do with someone he knew well. Kendall got up and put on his suit jacket. He put the letter in his inside suit pocket. He left his office and ran into Sam. Hey Sam can you close for me. Kendall said. Sure, thing Sam said. He quickly left to go to the tailor shop. Hopefully Warren was there. He needed him to relay a message to Mr. Anderson. That he wanted a meeting. He arrives at the tailor shop, but it was closed. Warren was just locking up the place. Hey, Warren, can you give this to Mr. Anderson. He scribbles a message on a piece of paper and gave it to him. He knew that Warren would see Mr. Anderson in the morning. The note said, "This is an urgent matter he wrote must see you this week." Warren said, Hello Kendall sure thing. Kendall left not knowing if what he had learn could be prevented in time.
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