AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 2: MONDAY, OCTOBER 20th

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     “He was, but maybe somebody else  
should’ve. I’m not saying I wanted to  
get arrested, hell, I didn’t even think
about it at the time. That little bun- 
ny, Grunt, looked really bad, babe.”   
     “I tried to get there as fast as I
could, hon, but you had traffic backed 
up for almost a mile, and I had to park
and run the rest of the way. I’m not   
really surprised that it made the      
news.”                                 
     “That cop sure looked awful famil-
iar, but I just can’t place him.”      
     “Sometimes, I wonder if you really
do have a photographic memory.”        
     “I’m not like that guy on TV, you 
know. If I recognize someone, I have to
generally know when we met, before I’ll
know who they are.”                    
     “Ok, but what’s your excuse for   
not remembering the garbage last       
night?”                                
     “I plead the fifth.”              
     Before she could answer, the phone
rang. It was Barry.                    
     I didn’t even want to know what it
was about.                             
     “Just go. You know my motto.”     
     “Shoot you first, and then ask    
questions later?” she said, checked her
gun, and then grabbed her little suit- 
case.                                  
     Before heading out the  door, she 
kissed me and added, “I’m just kiddin’.
This one’s really, really bad, Crim.   
Really, really bad.”                   
     I didn’t want to know anything    
more. I opened the door, and practical-
ly pushed her outside.                 
     “Call me, even if it’s from jail,”
she said, and then was gone.           
     “Thanks for the encouragement,” I 
yelled after her.                      
     After I moved, Pee Wee and I still
talked, but it was nothing like the old
days. He even disappeared for a while, 
and I heard that he was out west driv- 
ing the big rigs, but after that, I    
lost track.                            
     Then, I heard he was back, mar-   
ried, and working as a mechanic at a   
cab company that they both owned.      
     At the time, I didn’t feel right  
about going over to visit him, but ever
since that fateful day in the library, 
we’ve been hanging out at least once a 
month, and it was just like the old    
days.                                  
     Except, Beth didn’t know anything 
about it, or who he was, or about any  
of my other secret friends either. At  
this point in my Journal, it’s the only
thing she didn’t know about me, or so I
thought.                               



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