My Name Is Ed
Copyright© 2018 by MysteryWriter
Chapter 17
When I got home after the pretend interview, I loaded a cardboard box with cardboard containers of worms. Once the SUV was loaded I drove the route I had chosen for my summer worm business. It would likely take longer for me to make the trip come summer.
The worm business was just my way to show a working business. It was my money laundering business. I neither had nor needed a lot of the bootlegging money. I was also lazy as dirt, so it worked out well.
It was almost dark when I arrived back home to find the car belonging to Lois parked just off the gravel road. It was parked on a gravel pad I had made for parking my guest’s cars.
Lois wasn’t in the car so I entered the house with some concerns. I found her with a cup of coffee in her hand looking out the window over the deck.
”Did I leave the door unlocked?” I asked.
”No Ed your locks are shit,” she said. “When you didn’t answer your phone all day, I came to check. It is nothing more sinister than that,”
”If you say so,” I was a little peeved. After all she had broken into my house and snooped around. She probably would deny it but I was sure she had a good look around while she waited. Fortunately there was nothing for her to fine. I had cleaned the place out a long time ago.
After a few awkward seconds she asked, “Since I’m already here, would you like to have dinner out somewhere or not?”
”Sure we can go to dinner if you like,” I suggested. My tone must have given it away.
”You sound less than enthusiastic. I think I should just go home,” she said.
”Okay,” I replied. I for sure wasn’t ready to let her off the hook for just showing up.
”Okay,” she said walking out the door. I watched her all the way to her car.
Something gnawed at me all evening. Since I had been paranoid ever since leaving the JOB, I had long ago purchased a bug sweeper. Those things came from five bucks to five hundred and more. The one I had chosen was well under a hundred.
I really wasn’t expecting anything so when I found a bug on the top shelf of a kitchen cabinets, where i stored my glasses, I went directly from there to my deck. The deck was clean and so was my work space under the house.
I made enough coffee to fill my three cup thermos, then I put on a thermal puff parka. After I was disguised as a blue Pillsbury Dough Boy, I went onto my deck. I didn’t light the fire pit, I just sat there thinking.
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