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The woman is a tease. She says nothing for a couple of days.

Then she give me two pieces of information then says nothing for the rest of that day.

The next day I wake up with the word “gambling” in my mind. So I get up and write that down along with the previous two pieces.

I get on the scale for my weekly weigh in and she gives me information about three men. So I write that down.

I gather stuff for my shower and she gives me two types of musical instruments with which I’m not familiar. So I google them and write them down.

I finally take my shower, where she often speaks to me, and she says nothing.

It goes on like that most of the day–every time I start to do something she gives me a bit more.

So, now it’s 9:00 pm. Do I have all the bits yet? Do I sit down and try to put it all together?

I don’t know. Do I?

TTYL,

Linda

The woman shared another of her adventures with me so I am sharing it with you.

Cruise (Crews?)

“It was supposed to be a simple trip. All I did was book passage on a cargo ship to get me back home after my fiancé was arrested since I couldn’t afford a berth on a passenger ship.

Cargo ships don’t take many passengers so I soon found myself talking with members of the crew.

I had no idea why that seemed to upset the captain since I was careful to not interfere with their duties.

But, various crewmen started telling me how much they missed their families and how much they wished they could go home.

When I asked why they didn’t go they just shrugged and looked away.

It took me a long time to find out most of them had not signed on to be crew but the captain threatened to charge them with being stowaways if they told anyone they had been abducted and forced to serve on the ship.

But, I had a receipt showing I had paid for my passage.

So, at the next port I reported the captain and he was arrested.

And I had to find another way home.”

 

It’s been two days since she told me this story. I’m sure there have been other “incidents” in her life but if she doesn’t tell them to me, I can’t tell them to you. So we may never know about the rest of them.

Sorry about that.

TTYL,

Linda

My friend, Nick Russell, author of the Big Lake mysteries among other books, says his characters often lead his stories off in unexpected directions and he just follows them. I didn’t actually understand that until this woman started talking to me. Here’s the next story she told me.

An Odd Path

“Whew!, I got away with it again. It gets harder each time. But, having made it my life’s mission to rid the world of such horrible men has certainly been worth doing.

I never expected my life to take this turn but I don’t think I’m sorry it did. I would much rather have had my fiancé turn out to be a good man but life so often takes an odd path.

I suppose I should start at the beginning.

When I first met the man who became my fiancé I was impressed by him. He seemed to be a wealthy and generous man. Once we were engaged to be married he gave me nice jewelry that I enjoyed wearing.

Until the day a man accused me of stealing his wife’s necklace. I assured him I had done no such thing but he didn’t believe me and had me arrested.

The authorities said I needed to hand over all my jewelry so I did.

It turned out it was all stolen and I was in big trouble. I told them my fiancé had given me the jewels but, again, they didn’t believe me.

But, they did question him and the rightful owners. It turned out I could prove I was not where the jewels were stolen. But witnesses testified he was there each time.

So, I was freed and he went to jail.Which felt good.

So good I started looking for other bad guys I could help get what they deserved.”

This morning I woke up thinking about the last line of my very short story Self Defense. It said, “You can imagine how that trial turned out.”

Several times I tried to change the word “that” to “the” but my brain insisted “that” was the right word.

Does that mean there was another trial? What else did she do? Was her explanation even true? Did we all get fooled? Will we ever know?

What do you think?

TTYL,

Linda

During the night last night I woke up with this running through my head, “It’s hard to plead self-defense when you’ve shot a man in the back.”

By the time I finished taking my shower this morning I had mentally written this very short story.

Self Defense

I never expected to find myself in a courtroom let alone being the defendant in a murder trial. When the judge asked me how I pled I said, “Not guilty because it was self defense.”

He replied,  “It’s hard to plead self-defense when you’ve shot a man in the back. How did that come about?”

So I told him. “When I met the now deceased he was a bit of a dandy and I was impressed. By the time he asked me to marry him I’d gotten to know him a bit better and there were hints of things I didn’t like so I turned him down. The next night he kidnapped me. When I tried to resist he beat me so badly I could hardly move. Then he took me to his cabin, tore off my clothes, and threw me on the bed. He then took off his gun belt and laid it on a table near the bed, and began undressing. As I said, he was a bit of a dandy so he turned his back to hang his clothes on a chair. When he did I grabbed his gun and shot him.”

You can imagine how that trial turned out.

TTYL,

Linda