how about I teach you some self-defense too . Let’s make a regular schedule. How does three times a week sound? Can you meet me at the gym at 7:00 a.m.?”
“Why does it have to be mornings? You morning people are all alike. You want everyone to be just like you.”
“No, I meant 7:00 p.m.”
I poked him in the ribs. “You did not. You’re always making up excuses to try to get me up early.”
We were both laughing when we left the restaurant and it felt good. I hadn’t realized how much pressure I’d been under.
TWOON
I keep seeing in the paper that the boy I stabbed is still in a coma. Why didn’t I stab him in the heart and make sure. I made a mistake and I don’t usually. I’ve got to, somehow or other, get into that hospital room and finish the job. I could possibly dress up like a doctor but they probably know all the doctors. I’ll find a way.
I walked the beach tonight and found an old man. He was walking his dog, an ugly sausage dog. I hate dogs. I should have killed the dog but he can’t talk. I’m safe.
The dog whimpered while I did the old man. If you’re going to have a damn dog, why wouldn’t you have one that would protect you? I would have a Doberman if I was stupid enough to walk the beach in the middle of the night.
The old man wasn’t as satisfying as the boy and I have to finish him. If I don’t things will never be the same.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next night I met Robert at the gym. He looked so angry he scared me, “While we were having a good time last night, there was another murder. After I teach you how to fall tonight, I’ve got to meet Simon. He said he’s got something for me.”
“ Can I come too, Robert?”
“No, I’ve already included you too much. Simon thinks the less you know the better.”
“So, what, now he’s your boss?”
“No, I just happen to believe he’s right. You don’t need to know all the gory details. But I will tell you this. The stabber is getting more and more violent.”
“Then, can I have a gun now, Robert?”
“I’m considering it, but I’ll need to take you to the firing range.”
I was so sore when we finished I went home and had a long soak in the tub. Robert was going to come by when he finished with Simon.
After my long soak, I put on my pajamas and curled up in bed with a good book. I was reading a mystery. I started dozing and then I had to pee. On my way back to bed, without turning on the lights, I parted the blinds and looked down on the beach. I saw Freddy down there. He was dressed all in black and was moving from post to post under the pier.
It looked like he looked right at me and I moved back . I got down lower and looked through one of the holes in the blind where the cord is threaded through.
As I watched, he came toward my condo but stopped on the other side of the sand dune and stooped down. I watched for awhile but he didn’t move.
I hear d the lock turn in my door and waited to make sure it was Robert. He didn’t come into the bedroom but silently closed my door. I went to the door and put my ear to it. Robert had brought Simon home with him and I could hear them talking.
“So, tell me again what this is called.”
“It’s called a psychogenic coma. It is brought on by extreme trauma. I found the case I was talking about. It was a fifteen year old girl who had been raped, but the perpetrator had used a lead pipe and had torn her up pretty badly.
“When he was caugh t the defense tried to claim insanity but the jury didn’t buy it. He got the death penalty.
“Damn, I got so much sand in my shoes from walking on the beach, I feel like I’m walking on sandpaper.”
“I told you to take your shoes off,” she heard Robert say. “That way you can wipe your feet off afterward and put your shoes back on. Sarah taught me that.”
“Well, next time I will if there is a next time. But I think we should be able to find a private place to talk other than the beach.”
I came out
“Why does it have to be mornings? You morning people are all alike. You want everyone to be just like you.”
“No, I meant 7:00 p.m.”
I poked him in the ribs. “You did not. You’re always making up excuses to try to get me up early.”
We were both laughing when we left the restaurant and it felt good. I hadn’t realized how much pressure I’d been under.
TWOON
I keep seeing in the paper that the boy I stabbed is still in a coma. Why didn’t I stab him in the heart and make sure. I made a mistake and I don’t usually. I’ve got to, somehow or other, get into that hospital room and finish the job. I could possibly dress up like a doctor but they probably know all the doctors. I’ll find a way.
I walked the beach tonight and found an old man. He was walking his dog, an ugly sausage dog. I hate dogs. I should have killed the dog but he can’t talk. I’m safe.
The dog whimpered while I did the old man. If you’re going to have a damn dog, why wouldn’t you have one that would protect you? I would have a Doberman if I was stupid enough to walk the beach in the middle of the night.
The old man wasn’t as satisfying as the boy and I have to finish him. If I don’t things will never be the same.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next night I met Robert at the gym. He looked so angry he scared me, “While we were having a good time last night, there was another murder. After I teach you how to fall tonight, I’ve got to meet Simon. He said he’s got something for me.”
“ Can I come too, Robert?”
“No, I’ve already included you too much. Simon thinks the less you know the better.”
“So, what, now he’s your boss?”
“No, I just happen to believe he’s right. You don’t need to know all the gory details. But I will tell you this. The stabber is getting more and more violent.”
“Then, can I have a gun now, Robert?”
“I’m considering it, but I’ll need to take you to the firing range.”
I was so sore when we finished I went home and had a long soak in the tub. Robert was going to come by when he finished with Simon.
After my long soak, I put on my pajamas and curled up in bed with a good book. I was reading a mystery. I started dozing and then I had to pee. On my way back to bed, without turning on the lights, I parted the blinds and looked down on the beach. I saw Freddy down there. He was dressed all in black and was moving from post to post under the pier.
It looked like he looked right at me and I moved back . I got down lower and looked through one of the holes in the blind where the cord is threaded through.
As I watched, he came toward my condo but stopped on the other side of the sand dune and stooped down. I watched for awhile but he didn’t move.
I hear d the lock turn in my door and waited to make sure it was Robert. He didn’t come into the bedroom but silently closed my door. I went to the door and put my ear to it. Robert had brought Simon home with him and I could hear them talking.
“So, tell me again what this is called.”
“It’s called a psychogenic coma. It is brought on by extreme trauma. I found the case I was talking about. It was a fifteen year old girl who had been raped, but the perpetrator had used a lead pipe and had torn her up pretty badly.
“When he was caugh t the defense tried to claim insanity but the jury didn’t buy it. He got the death penalty.
“Damn, I got so much sand in my shoes from walking on the beach, I feel like I’m walking on sandpaper.”
“I told you to take your shoes off,” she heard Robert say. “That way you can wipe your feet off afterward and put your shoes back on. Sarah taught me that.”
“Well, next time I will if there is a next time. But I think we should be able to find a private place to talk other than the beach.”
I came out
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