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and took a quick but healthy swing of the contents. Closing the jar quickly, he hid it back in the bush, withdrew a packet of Tic-Tacs from his overall pocket, and popped a few into his mouth. Grabbing his garden shears, he went back to work. Maybe I should go to the liquor store, then pay the old guy a visit…. he thought.

Determined to end the hunt for his wife quickly, Granger barked, “Alright, you do that. And the minute you see her, you call me with her exact, precise location, understand? Mr. Bishop, I’ve already told you I‘ll make it worth your while if you find her quickly. I’ll triple your usual fees. I want results and fast.” he reiterated, then hung up.

“Dad, dad, did you see that? We creamed them!” Regan called as he ran towards him with an infectious smile spread across his face, and gave him a high-five.

The pride he felt for his son washing away the anger he had been feeling only moments before, he patted him on the back, mussed his hair up, and smiled back down at him. “You know I saw it, tiger! C’mon, let’s go celebrate! How about a pizza?”

A Pizza Hut junkie, the boy cried out, “Allll RIGHT !”

Hugging him, he muttered, “I love you champ.” then cleared his throat, trying to keep his son from seeing him getting so choked up.

Smiling back up at him, he replied, “Love you too, dad.”

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BANG!……BANG!…..BANG!

Rolling over in her bed and groaning, Karen rubbed her eyes, then frowned. Probably some church group, or some kid selling something for school… she thought hazily as she slowly began drifting off to blissful sleep once again.

BANG!……BANG!….BANG!

Startled, she sat up irritably, tossed her covers back and winced, wondering why her stomach was so sore, indeed, her entire body. Feeling a little unsteady, she carefully and slowly got up out of bed, trying to ignore the pain. Great, I must be starting my period early… she thought.

BANG!….BANG!…..BANG!

“Alright, I’M COMING!" she half shouted in a grouchy voice. Stumbling to the apartment door, she opened it to see her best friend, Cynne’ Barns, standing there wearing a very put-out, grouchy expression of her own.

“Girl, I been banging on your door for ten minutes, I was about five seconds away from calling the cops.” she said. Looking at Karen’s rumpled silk gown, hair in complete disarray, and pillow imprints on her face, she knew her girl had just got out of bed. “You forgot didn’t you?” she whined as she stepped inside the apartment, closed the door behind her, then locked it.

Unable to think clearly, she rubbed her eyes, yawned, and stretched. “What time is it, and what are you babbling about?” she groaned as she made her way to the couch. Flopping down on it, she curled up and let out a contented sigh. Her eyes grew heavy almost instantly.

Slapping her leg to wake her, Cynne said, “Girl, today is the day of the street fair, and the booths are already up! You should remember, after all, you helped organize the thing for the children’s home! What’s wrong with you? Come on girl, there are some good deals, and I got money to spend. Its nine o’clock and you wanted to be at the booths before noon. And why are you still in your gown anyway? Are you sick?” she asked, suddenly concerned when she noticed a sheen of perspiration on her friend’s face.

Sitting back up groggily, Karen frowned in confusion, knowing she never slept past six in the morning. Disoriented, she looked down at what she was wearing, her favorite pink silk nightgown. When did I undress and put on my gown ? She wondered, unable to remember. All she could remember was having a drink with Brett, then…nothing.

“Are you listing to me?” her friend asked, growing impatient, and looking at her like she was one of her uncooperative students at school.

Closing her eyes, she opened them again slowly, trying