The White Wolf of Winter

Part Ten, Who or What Murdered Joey

Chapter Sixteen
    The entire school was buzzing about Joeys murder. People were forming hunting parties to find and kill any and all wolves. I hoped mine was hoofing it up North as fast as he could go.

    "Mary, did you hear about Joey?"

    "Yes, Brian, I heard. Is there anything new you may have heard?"

    "Well, Susie Prince said her dad knows the chief investigator. He said whatever got him, bit off his dick and tore out his throat."

    "Oh my God, Brian! That's horrible!"

Deep inside I'm laughing with glee but I have to pretend to be sad.

    "Ya, it almost sounds personal, don't it Mary? But if it's a woof, how personal could it be?"

    "I don't know Brian maybe the woof just needed an appetizer but not an entire meal."

    "Mary, That's a horrible thing to say!"

Dan comes walking up and I bury my face in his chest pretending to cry when I'm actually laughing my ass off.

    "There, there, Mary, it's alright. Don't cry sweetheart."

    Dan pulls my face out of his chest and I try to make a sad face for him, failing miserably. I then crack up laughing so hard I'm down on the floor. I can't stop laughing. The nurse comes through and calls it hysteria from shock. Dan carries me to the clinic as I laugh out loud like a crazy person. My stomach and sides hurt from laughing but I can't stop myself. It just sounded so funny to me. The fucker got his dick bit off by a woof. Maybe Mr. Woof understands me better than I could have even imagined.

    The nurse gave me a shot to calm me down.
I lied and told the nurse I had been very sick and was simply run down. She appeared to believe me but kept me in the clinic for observation all day.
At the end of the day I went around collecting make up assignments to take home with me. I loaded up my backpack with books and ordered a pizza. Then I left the school on my snow mobile. I stopped at the store to buy a cake, some crepe paper and some balloons to celebrate, No More Joey Day! I hadn't felt this good in years.
When I got home I ate some pizza, decorated the house and turned on some rock music and danced my heart out. I was happy, happy, happy. I even made up a song.

'Joey got his dick bit off
Woe is me.
I cannot contain myself
My soul is filled with glee.'
I'm dancing and twirling when someone knocks on my door.

I check my camera, it's Dan. I open the door and am smiling from ear to ear.

    "Can I come in, Mary?"

    "Oh, sure Dan, come in."

Dan looks around the room, there are crepe paper streamers, balloons stuck to the ceiling, a cake, pizza and rock music playing.

    "Is this a private party, Mary?"

    "No, come on in, Dan. Have some pizza. I even got a cake. Have a piece. I'm sorry I can't offer you anything stronger than coke. The store wouldn't sell me any Champaign."

    "Are you ok, Mary?"

    "I've never been better, Dan."

    "You have a lot of school work to catch up on, Mary. You wanna get caught up before Christmas vacation don't you?"

    "Christmas vacation, oh ya. I don't really do anything different, Dan. I am alone all year long and I will be alone for Christmas. And it's really ok, I'm used to being alone. I really don't mind."

    "Won't your dad be home for Christmas, Mary?"

    "I doubt it, Dan. It's ok, really, don't worry about me. I think I have a guardian angel looking after me these days. I'll be fine by myself."