The Paperback Edition…
Complicated and drawn out conversations were not Stella’s cup of tea.
She tended to stare off into space if I talked too long…and in Stella’s world…too long was defined as one or two minutes. A yawn often escaped.
“I wonder,” I said, as I scratched behind her ears, “if this beautiful rose is connected to the someone who said ‘good-by, Charlie’…or whatever…to me last night?”
“And…how did that someone know my real name? We still haven’t figured out that mystery.”
“I should call Hannah and see if she remembers if anything out of he ordinary happened last night. Or…even better…maybe she even knows who shouted out my name.”
“She’s still sleeping, I bet,” said Stella.
“…because I’m so sure this rose has something to do with last night…”
“Of course, she had been pretty busy with that cute cop that wandered in around midnight. I vaguely remember he was pretty interested in her too.”
“You know she’s asleep.” persisted Stella.
“So you say. I should call her anyway to see if she still plans to go to that party tonight at that after-hours place.”
“I thought you were done going to those places…didn’t the cops raid one of them a couple of weeks ago?”
I ignored her comment…even though I knew it was correct.
I totally knew neither Hannah nor I should go to any after-hours clubs. If they got raided while we were there, we could lose our jobs. Hell… we would lose our jobs.
Sometimes it sucks to be young and have a really great job. You have to be so responsible.
“You weren’t very responsible last night.” said Stella.
“I know. I know. That…was the last time…for sure. I promise.”
“I’ll be keeping track.” said Stella.
I pulled her close and nuzzled the top of her little furry head.
What I really wanted to do tonight, was to just stay home with Stella.
I would curl up on the sofa…eat hot buttered and generously salted popcorn, followed by my favorite ice cream, Haagen-Dazs Belgium Chocolate…and…watch the ‘Gilmore Girls’. Again.
“I love the ‘Gilmore Girls'” sighed Stella.