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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     Most times, after checking them   
out, we’d move them to my house, and   
I’d take care of them from there.      
     That’s how I met Beth.            
     It was Halloween night. Pee Wee   
and I were on our second annual Hallo- 
ween Patrol. Darryl had joined us by   
then.                                  
     More on that later.               
     Beth was an Assistant to Barry.   
When he needed an Assistant, or was    
busy on another emergency, he’d call   
her. She’d come out and do whatever    
she could, until he got there.         
     She was mostly on call and didn’t 
work full-time, but she knew how to    
give the animal a sedative, if they    
needed it. She also knew how to clean, 
bandage, and generally treat them so   
they’d be comfortable until Barry      
showed up.                             
     Sometimes, she’d call him off, if 
she could handle it herself, but was   
also glad when he ignored her and came 
out anyway. She’d rather be told that  
she was wrong then lose one of her     
babies.                                
     That night was one of those       
nights, and  as she looked the kitten  
over, she was so gentle, I could tell  
this wasn’t just a job for her either. 
     I’d never seen anyone so gentle in
my whole life, and I think, that’s when
I fell in love with her.               
     The first time she looked at me   
with that crooked smile of hers, that  
clinched it.                           
     “I think we can save this one,” is
what I think she said, and something   
about Barry, and then added, “I’ve     
always wanted to see your farm,” she   
said, I think, and since that’s where  
we had to go, I became all tongue tied 
and klutzy.                            
     I think she liked me too, even    
though I couldn’t talk worth a damn, or
walk right. She stopped by a couple    
days later, just to say hi, and to     
check on the kitten we’d saved. We got 
to talking, and a week later she moved 
in.                                    
     After that, it wasn’t all about me
anymore, it was about us instead.      
     No matter how hard we tried to    
find the owner, almost all the animals 
we saved ended up staying with us on   
the farm. Most of them didn’t have ID  
chips, tags or even collars, and that  
probably meant they were all alone,    
with no one to love or even miss them. 
     We both tried really hard to make 
up for that, and it wasn’t just kittens
and puppies either.                    



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CHAPTER 1: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15th
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