Onus had met his match – either that or this new alien now inhabiting his house had a very short memory.
The phone rang.
The interloper answered it. He told the old lady, (the interloper said her name many times, so it had to be her), everything was fine. Nothing he couldn't handle.
Fine!
How depressing!
Defeat!
There was nothing to do but submit to those rubs and massages and hope like the dickens his fur coat didn't fall off.
Oh, well. Time to throw in the towel.
He began searching in earnest for a nice sunny spot to take a nap.
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Nobody's Fool Y'all
Mystery / ThrillerFly fishing was something that her late husband, Harry Pell, loved to do. When Hadley's friend, Hobie Stricker, invites her to try for the Big One, she only has trout in mind. A dead body brings a lot of unwanted attention and a lot of unanswered qu...
