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

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     My parents set it up so that on my
twenty-fifth birthday, I’d be able to  
do whatever I wanted with it, but until
then, I could only watch it grow.      
     I couldn’t take the money out, but
I could use it as collateral to buy a  
house or go to college.                
     I could even use it to get this   
Nova and use my savings for something  
else, like that motel room.            
     I tore that part of the newspaper 
out and put it in my wallet.           
     I found the real estate section.  
Houses for sale covered almost all of  
it. Rentals were towards the end, and  
as I began to turn the pages, another  
brilliant idea came to me.             
     Why rent, when I could use my     
trust fund to buy a house? I didn’t    
have to be at work until ten tomorrow, 
and I could certainly get things       
started at the bank.                   
     I looked closer at the page I was 
on, and the first listing I started to 
read was a small fixer-upper. It was a 
two-story ranch on five acres, but what
caught my attention was the barn.      
     Barn,  I thought, and remembered  
what Barry told me.                    
     Barry was one of the veterinarians
that I’d met through the Initiative    
group, and really the only one that    
ever talked to me.                     
     He was always telling me about    
running out of room for all the abused 
and homeless animals he was running    
across. He had less than a handful of  
names, that he could contact when he   
didn’t have the room to keep them.     
     Unfortunately, most of them were  
stretched to the limit, and the last   
thing he wanted to do was to start     
sending them to a shelter, but, “Things
don’t look too good,” he told me just a
couple days before the election.       
     “Everyone’s out of room, and I’m  
almost out of space myself.”           
     After using my trust fund to put a
down payment on that five-acre ranch, I
gave him my name and phone number.     
     He was so grateful, that he gave  
me both his work and home numbers, and 
promised to come running, any time of  
the day or night and free of charge, if
I ever needed help with a hurt animal. 
     Until I could find a good perma-  
nent job, I floated around doing any   
odd job that I could, long-term, tempo-
rary, or not.                          
     Most of the time, I worked sixty  
or more hours a week, while also doing 
the Initiative thing whenever that came
up. I didn’t care, as long as it gave  
me at least the weekends free to look  
for and save abused animals.           



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