First off, to tie up last week’s loose ends, Rudy ended up not getting the tattoo. I figured that would be the outcome when Fiona got involved. Rudy stopped little Wendell from getting one, and Fiona effectively stopped Rudy. Case closed, for now.
Moving on to the latest issue. Kell texted me that she received a curious request from Frank Mangle. He asked her to dress up as her cousin Sheila and to meet him at a canine restaurant on Monday. This is colored in all shades of Wrong. He’s up to something, but I can’t guess what it could possibly be.
Kell has misgivings as well, but she told me she’s decided to go along just to find out. The fact is, dressing up as her identical cousin comes awfully easy for her. She has the outfit, and once she puts that on she just slaps makeup on her face. (...A lot of makeup, but that’s Sheila.) Then she makes some internal adjustment to her bearing and, voila. Instant Cousin.
Hang on. I just got an additional message from Kell. Frank sent a follow-up E-mail insisting on utter secrecy about all this. Kell asked me not to repeat it anywhere.
Ooooooookay.
Um, forget I said anything. Move along, nothing to see here.
How about those baseball playoffs?