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Celia's Puppies, Chapter Thirty: Sheer brilliance (part five)


(part five)

“Bitch and Trevor didn’t do anything to her stuff?”

“Not that we can tell,” Jill replied. “She and her little friend Pat played together in her room until late. She fell asleep. I had to wait until the police were done. They finished up about 1:30 AM. I took Katy to the Castle. She seemed happy to be at the Castle in the morning. The police checked her room today. Nothing.”

“Why did they leave her stuff alone?” Sandy asked.

“Honestly?” Jill asked. “I think he’s going to try to get custody.”


Sandy was so disturbed by the idea that she began working on Jill’s hair. She sprayed abundant conditioner then tried to work her wide tooth comb through the mess.

“He doesn’t want her because he loves her or values her or thinks she’s an amazing human being or…”

“Jill. Why would Trevor want Katy?”

“Money,” they said together.

“Either child support or a pay off. I don’t know,” Jill said. “They told Mike that he and his bride would be arrested when they come back to Denver so… I’m sure he’ll say it wasn’t his fault.”

“Jill,” Sandy stopped working. She held Jill’s eyes in the mirror. “You have to have the doctor check out these burns.”

“I did. Jacob put me on his insurance plan. I went to see her today.” Jill visibly brightened. “I even took Katy to an allergy doctor. Blane thinks acupuncture might help. I was surprised when the doctor thought the acupuncture was a great idea. The doctor suggested…”

“Jill,” Sandy interrupted Jill. Jill was chattering to avoid dealing with her own pain, her own injury. “What about the burns?”

“Oh.” Jill’s face dropped with sorrow. “She gave me some ointment for the burns. Blane gave me some Chinese stuff too.”

Sandy’s face was a mask of pain as she attempted to work with what was left of Jill’s hair.

“Birth control?”

“The pill. And about a billion blood tests they do automatically for Lipson Construction,” Jill said. “No IUD because I used to get those bad cramps.”

“You’re going back on the pill?”

“Yep. Trevor always said they made me a depressed bitch but…”

“He just said that to control when you got pregnant,” Sandy said. “The IUD was sheer brilliance.”

“He never knew.”

Jill’s eyes caught Sandy’s in the mirror. Together, they had solved almost every problem in their lives. Jill knew that Sandy would be able to fix this one too.

“I’m sorry, honey. I’m going to have to shave off most of your hair. All of the backand most of the front. I…”

Jill’s eyes welled with tears. Giving Jill a box of Kleenex, Sandy went to work.

The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…

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