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"It could be anything, really. Could be PMS, even. Maybe she doesn't want to be found!" she was kidding, I knew, but something about the whole situation had me feeling really uneasy.
"I hope that's not the case. I was thinking how it's possible that she went back home or something. Maybe it happened too fast for her to say anything, to say goodbye." I hypothesized out loud.
"I don't think so, but maybe. Don’t be a pessimist. She’s probably out picking up some groceries or something. Have you tried walking down to the docks? You know how she likes to feed the gulls down there."
"That’s as good a place to start as any, you want to come with me?" I invite her along, hoping that her uncanny abilities might be helpful, and additionally because I wanted some company.
"Sounds like fun! I’m taking it easy today, anyway, I got a fat paycheck from a distrusting housewife when I gave her some incriminating photos this morning. Serves the guy right, fat rich fuck that he is."
I made a mental note not to get on Janine's bad side, or even on her friend's bad side.
"It’s good to see that you're using your powers for good, Janine." I said.
"Sarcasm noted and ignored," she replied. "Grab that loaf of bread and let's go." |
