AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
[ TABLE OF CONTENTS ]
CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th

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     “You’ll see. Settings... settings?
Ok, there we go, click, click, click,  
aha and voila! There you go my love,   
quotation marks and all that other     
jazz.”                                 
     “Nice, but now, about this arch-  
enemy thing. What’s up with that? She’s
like what, fourteen-years-old? How can 
you possibly hate a fourteen-year-old?”
     “I know, I know, but I don’t hate 
her, Beth. She’s just diabolical, and  
if you don’t watch her like a freakin’ 
hawk, she’ll be running this place, and
then we’ll be out on the street, shov- 
eling dirt for peanuts.”               
     “Ok, this is one of those times,  
Crim, because what the hell does that  
even mean? Shoveling dirt for peanuts?”
     “It just means that she’s trouble 
with a capital T.”                     
     Beth rolled her eyes.             
     “Now see, that’s just more gibber-
ish, on top of all that other gibber-  
ish, but whatever,” she said.          
     “Personally, I think she’s nice.” 
     “That’s the diabolical part, and  
it’s what arch-enemies do. They act all
nice and shit, and make you feel all   
safe and secure and happy, and then    
they pounce.”                          
     “Pounce?”                         
     “Jump, or leap on you, like a     
rabid peanut butter cookie and suck you
dry from the inside out.”              
     “Sheesh. I’m sorry I even asked   
now, and I’ll probably also regret     
this, but what’s this for?” Beth asked,
pointing to the computer.              
     After asking, she thought about it
for a few seconds, and then realized   
she already knew the answer and just   
needed me to confirm it.               
     “What answer? What the hell are   
you talking about?” Beth asked with    
disgust.                               
     “I did not ask that with disgust,”
Beth said with even more disgust.      
     “Hey!”                            
     “That’s what I mean by context,” I
said and chuckled.                     
     While fiddling around with the    
settings, I added, “This is for that   
Journal Dr. Zinger wants. Remember?”   
     “I do, but not about that, ‘cause 
I can’t tell if you’re talking to me or
the freakin’ machine?”                 



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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th
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