Here I go again on my own

I sat in the car for a while with the book.  And the cash.  Taking that makes me a thief I reckon.  I tried my finding spell on the person who made the book.  Didn’t work.   I didn’t expect it would. What do I do about the two guys I sent to the yellow wallpaper maze? Continue reading “Here I go again on my own”

I bet urologists have seen worse

When I woke up Martynova was already gone.  I picked up the tailgate special from Chicken Express.  50 spicy tenders, corn on the cob, cheese sticks, mac & cheese, coleslaw, apple pie, biscuits with gravy, and 2 gallons of sweet tea for 34 bucks.  I hope some cold chicken is thanks enough for her help.  IContinue reading “I bet urologists have seen worse”