“Uh huh,” I said intelligently.   
     After watching me for a couple    
more minutes, “Oh, by the way,” she    
said slowly, and I almost stopped stuf-
fing my face.                          
     “Are any of your secret friends   
gonna be coming over to help? You know,
with the Cat-napping?”                 
     “What?” I said, almost choking on 
a pancake.                             
     She laughed, and then added,      
“Secret friends. That is just so       
fucking funny.”                        
     “What are you talking about?” I   
wheezed, while pretending to be choking
to death.                              
     “Oh, don't give me that innocent  
act, like you don't know,” she said    
with a satisfied smirk on her face. “I 
know all about your secret meetings and
* also your secret friends. I’ve known     
for years. Now come on, finish eating  
and get to work. I’ve also got things  
to do.”                                
     “But, how...”                     
     “I'll tell you tonight, after you 
tell me everything, but wait a minute,”
she said, “You never did answer my     
question. Are they going to be here    
Friday or not?”                        
     “They said they would,” I told    
her.                                   
     “I'm coming along, whether you    
want me to or not,” she said and grab- 
bed my coat. She wrapped it over my    
shoulders, grabbed one of my arms, and 
struggled to put it into a sleeve.     
     “I don’t ever remember saying you 
couldn’t,” I said, while trying to     
fight her off with one hand, and eating
with the other.                        



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