#1Nonfiction: Will Ceci be seduced by ax crimes, buried girls & mushy poems? Will she go down an entirely prudent and reasonable path or fall head-over-ass into a forbidden affair?
Everything is real.
Everything is true.
The Authors:
Ceci is a pea...
We are gonna have them wondering when we tell these stories at the Nursing Home.
I had a nightmare two nights ago.
Kind of a deadwood scene.
I was at a party and they needed help in the kitchen.
It was a set up.
When I started cleaning up something that had spilled out of a cupboard, I was ambushed by this man with a knife. A few minutes before I had noticed him swing dancing with some lady (In real life, he is an acquaintance, I have no idea why I picked him).
I reached up to stop the knife and he cut open my hand and then sliced my leg to bleed me out. Then I heard one of Andy's friends say, "Don't do this, let's not do this!"
That's when I realized everyone was in on it. I laid there paralyzed.
Then I woke up.
The next night I had a worse dream.
It was Isaac asleep in his bed, holding a small jar of my ashes.
Damn Prince.
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Jack
You get knifed by your husband and his friends?!
What does that mean?
Something less than a bowl full of cherries.
[Ceci & Jack talk on the phone]
Jack
I'm driving to Court for Joe's arrest warrant hearing.
I know. I promised I wouldn't text-n-drive.
Forgive me.
More on the buried hookers: Joe has to make this morning's hearing or his arrest warrant goes active. He gets arrested. He goes to jail.
I was up 5:45 A.M. Shower. Dress for Court. Apple for breakfast. Out the door.
One inch of new snow. Drive thirty-five miles down the mountain to the office. Race back up another mountain for Court. Joe's not here. We are set for a 9:00 A.M. hearing.
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