Last night:

So Chris and I decided to have a pound of puppies and shrimp for dinner and then stopping off at the pier to see what might be happening. I like the pier about as much as I like the warehouse or river walk area down town. You can find anything going on down there, I miss going to see my brothers art work on display, or even the little art gallery he worked in.
We talked to a group in one of the coffee shops a while, making the time pass, I’m not a big coffee drinker so I drank tea. I sat and watched one fellow practically devour another girl’s face for a good 45 minutes. Jealous much? I wasn’t ready to go home just yet, so we walked around making game plans for Friday night’s fun.
We stopped in the inside house to check it out, to my surprise someone had been there very recently. I knew this only because there was food in the fridge, the water was turned on and some miscellaneous papers strewn about on the table.
It was my Pops, but why? What would provoke him to be here instead of home? Another question came to mind; I thought he was in Missouri working on a project. I didn’t want to call Mom and tear her nerves up since she’s slightly recovering from her latest bought. I called PG and asked him, he had no idea why Pops would use the inside house. I called Jacks but of course didn’t get an answer. I walked out and Mr. Pollard was sitting on his front porch as usual, I thought he might know. “Yep, he’s been there cussing up a storm, but not in the last week or so”. That’s my Pops lately.
Chris lives about 8 blocks from the house so he took it upon himself to keep watch. I think maybe a phone call in to the old man might be in order, just to check in --- see if I “need” to do something. Chris insists that he is keeping another woman, I can’t see that happening. Besides that would be full out stupid act to pull, too many people know him.
My Pops hasn’t been him self in over two years now, more angry and spiteful as ever. With rants and raves over the smallest issues. Just before he left for is current project he rambled on and on how I needed to get the house started. “I can take a hint” he wants me out. He groused that he’s heard nothing about Jacks and his school grades, his living conditions or how he is earning an income. Of course there was nothing but praise about Luke and the new office position he just received.
Anyway, I felt like a Hardy Boy on the latest lackluster mystery, “The Mystery of the Summer House Guest”.
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