On the way there, I reminded      
myself to ask Alicia about that bloody 
bag from last week.                    
     I saw her a few minutes later, and
she told me the good news.             
     “I just found out, the board is   
going to investigate, and they’re      
suspending all euthanasia by them,     
until that’s completed.”               
     “That is good news,” I told her   
and couldn’t wait to tell the Cat      
tomorrow.                              
     The rest of the day felt like the 
floor was flooded with an invisible    
liquid again. This time it was a foot  
thick, worse than the molasses, and    
almost impossible to walk through.     
     I was getting a lot more tired    
with each step, and it also felt like  
time was also getting slower and       
* slower. After what felt like hours, I    
looked at the clock, but only a half an
hour had gone by.                      
     Don't you just hate days like     
that?                                  
     It did give me a lot of time to   
think about all the frozen mice from   
that room. I’ve gone over the last year
with my eidetic memory, and I can’t    
seem to remember ever looking closely  
enough to notice if there was any blood
at all, until last Thursday.           
     Finally, I got through the day and
raced home to give Beth our two debit  
cards, but she wasn't there.           
     I only had to wait a few minutes, 
before she walked through the door and 
gave me a kiss.                        
     “I was at the library,” she       
explained, “and I’m sorry, but there   
are still some things you can't find   
online.”                               



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