Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day



Twiggy and Lucy

“Think it’s Friday yet, Lucy?”
“Hit the snooze. It’s just Wednesday.”

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week, Larry and Andrew had a bizarre meeting with the Assistant DA Taggert. He apologized for treating our heroes like criminals, gave Larry back his gun, and then more or less left them to fend for themselves. Well, I see that they are in the car so let’s go and maybe we can collect some intel.


“So, you had a question while we were in Taggert’s office?”

“I did, Larry.”

“Let’s have it.”

“Don’t you think that guy was a little too casual with us.”

“What do you mean?”

“He strolls into his office, says an ‘I’m sorry,’ and then shoos us on our way.”

“Well, what’s you expect a cake or something?”

“No, but I thought he would give us some specific help. You know, like, ‘Let me get a couple of officers to help you in your investigation,’ kind of help.”

“You expect too much out of people. He was just glad to have us out of his office.”

“I hope that is all it was.”

“You worry too much. Here we are at the Hyatt.”

“I know I worry too much, but I can’t help it. Okay, what’s the plan here?”

“We go inside and ask to speak to the manager. We lay. The search warrant on him and then ask to see the registration records.”

“Sounds pretty straightforward to me. Let’s go.”

“Let me do the talking.”

“Always do. That’s how we get into trouble.”

“Yeah, very funny. Let’s go to the front desk over there.”

“Lead on my liege.”

“Yes, sir, how can I help you?”

“We would like to speak with the manager of the hotel.”

“Is there a problem, sir?”

“No problem, and I would appreciate your help in having the manager step out here. I’m a detective with the Boston Police department on official business. Here are my credentials.”

“Yes, sir. One moment sir.”

“Way to go on the Bogart, Larry.”

“I don’t need to waste words on a front desk clerk, Andrew. Here comes someone who looks like they are going to be a pain in the ass.”

“Be nice, Larry.”

“Yes, sir. My name is Wentworth, and I’m the senior manager. What seems to be the problem?”

“There is no problem, Wentworth. We just need to see some registration records.”

“Well sir I’m sorry, but registration records are confidential¾”

“I don’t mean to interrupt, Wentworth, but this warrant says otherwise.”

“Hmmm. I see this warrant authorizes a Detective Dunfee to view the registration records any time before eight Pm tonight.”

“Correct. So let’s go to where ever the records are and take a look.”

“Are you Detective Dunfee?”

“Yes, I am. Here are my credentials.”

“Yes, sir. Can you wait a minute? I will need to counsel with our attorney.”

“What do you mean by a minute? I would hate to see you in contempt of that order.”

“I just need to make a phone call. It shouldn’t take more than five minutes. In the meantime, may I offer you some coffee?”

“I would love a coffee.”

“Very well. Let’s go to our executive office. We have coffee there. I will excuse myself and make the call from my office.”

“That’s fine. Lead the way.”

“Yes, sir. Right, this way. It is a short walk down the hall.”

“Larry, a word?”

“Yes, Andrew? Uh, Wentworth. Could you give us a minute?”

“Yes, sir. I go to the executive office door and wait for you.”

“What is it, Andrew?”

“This guy could drag his feet and take it beyond the eight o’clock cut off.”

“Yeah, I know. Don’t worry. We have served the warrant. If he delays too long, I’m sure we can threaten obstruction of justice of something. I may even pull my gun. I’m getting pretty sick of these runarounds. Thanks for the warning, though. Let’s catch up to old Wentworth and have a nice cup of joe.”

“Good idea. And Larry?”

“What, Andrew?”

“Thanks for listening. You’ve been a peach.”

“Might not last, but I appreciate your counsel.”






  1. OK, let’s add Wentworth to the list of people I don’t trust, and I bet he’s not calling the hotel’s attorney. How long before those goons show up? I’m with Andrew, why didn’t the DA give them a couple of officers to assist with the search? You have an excellent way of making us wish it was Wednesday – almost as much as Twiggy wishes for Fridays. Good job, John.

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    1. Thank you so much, Dan.

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  2. “I may even pull my gun.” Hum…not so sure about that move. Great picture!

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    1. It might​ be a problem. I think Larry is a little frustrated.

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  3. Yeah, that phone call worries me. I have a feeling Larry is going to have do some stringent enforcing!!

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    1. Of course when you work for a big organization the lawyers rule. Thanks, Mae.

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  4. Cake would have been nice. Maybe Wentworth has some in the Executive Suite.

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    1. Cake would be nice. Maybe a nice pound cake with chocolate butter cream frosting.

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      1. Hopefully not lime cakes in a shallow hole alongside the lake.

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      2. Yes. I would second that.

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  5. Thlot Plickens! I need someone to trust! Have I been hornswaggled by Alley kats…can it be that my Uncle Hymie warped my mind by running away with my wife? Life’s never-ending, tedious problems! To think, we played with marbles as kids and he forced me to swallow a steelie! My big toe on the left foot is now twice the size. Will the conundrums of life never cease?
    Oops, late for a dinner date…I hope in some small way I’ve helped you with your case, good John.
    Reuben Benchdorf III

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    1. Mr Benchdorf III, You have solved the entire problem. Now would you accept this master’s jacket. Yes that’s the correct way to wear it with your arms behind you. The nurses at the home are very anxious to see you again.


  6. I’m just as suspicious of Wentworth as everyone else.

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    1. Yeah me too. Thanks, Teri.

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  7. Another person that I don’t trust and neither does Larry. We shall what sort of records he produces, if at all. He may climb out a window and disappear. 🙂 Love the picture of Lucy and Twiggy. From that angle, Twiggy is looking big!

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    1. Climb out the window. I wish I had thought of that, Jan. 😀. The camera plays little tricks. Since she is in the forground she does look big.

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  8. D.L. Finn, Author · ·

    My guess is the manger isn’t calling his lawyer. They do seem to be on their won with this visit.

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    1. Yeah it does look suspicious, but there’s coffee. Thanks, Denise.

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  9. Anonymous · ·

    Sigh… I’ve been unfollowed from you, John and WP is acting like it doesn’t even know me.
    Anyhow, it’s an intriguing episode. You really know how to play to my suspicious nature. 😀 Hugs on the wing.

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    1. Thank you, Teagan. I’m so sorry for the WP blues.


  10. Trying again. Gee thanks WordPress… Great episode John. To lazy to redo my comment, but loved it.

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    1. Thanks, Teagan. Sorry about your WP problems. If you want just hit like and I’ll create your comments n my head. Like, “Horsefeathers, my gineroo. That was the cats pJ’s of a story. Hugs on the wing my chuckaboo.” See I made all that up from a ‘like’ and it saves you from havng to do comments that go away. 😁 Hugs.


  11. I giggled far too much at the name Wentworth than I should have.

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    1. It does have a funny ring to it. 😀


  12. Well, that’s a mighty fine gift, good John! It’s been a life-long wish of mine to ‘lap food’ like I used to with my fine Golden Retriever! And, this is just between us, when he went to his favorite place in the yard to take care of business, I went along and took care of mine. It’s amazing what a good dog can teach a person…
    Reuben Benchdorf lll
    P. S. Can you give me a clue on how to release those straps on my back? It’s getting a bit messy around the house, and Mrs. Benchdorf Vll is threatening to leave me…Women! Guess I’ll never be able to figure’em out!
    Still, Me!

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    1. Um. Releasing the straps will entail a promise. 1. No more backyard dumping. 2. You will eat at the table.


      1. Oh, Durn, what’s the fun in eating at the table, watching people slobbering food, speaking and spewing chewed-food on people! But, okay, I do respect your rules.

        Now, tell me how to get out of this strapping girdle thingy…the people here at the ‘home’, particularly the nurses, are making life durn difficult – PLUS, ‘things’ are piling up…

        I won’t write you again until the pain goes away from those ‘yahoos’ who bought our house but didn’t qualify. Life’s no ‘beach’! It’s an ornery old tobacco-chewing codger with dribbling ‘bacca juices running down the sides of his mouth staining his long white beard…and, he ‘ain’t’ Santa Claus!

        Well, guess you don’t want me messing up your fine blog with my non-spectacular verbiage garbage, so, might I say, I’m fond of you and proud you married good with Molly and those lovable chatty dogs, Ziggy and Lucy — RIP, Bailey, we’ll all be joining you when the Good Lord ordains…
        “Rodney, you old fool, you got two seconds to stop stomping that ‘walker’ on my toes…it hurts, and these straps won’t stop me from kicking your fat arse through these hallways…

        Now, Rodney, stop crying and peeing all over the carpet…

        Later, good John

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      2. Hahahaha. Wll done, Billy Ray.


  13. Larry and Andrew have such a great rapport, I don’t want this mystery to end.

    As for Wentworth, let’s hope he’s not serving . . . wait for it . . . Eight O’Clock coffee.

    Great installment, Boss.

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    1. Hahaha Thanks, Mark

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  14. Whoa … I’ve missed a bunch of this story! I must try to catch up.


  15. Ah hell… I fear Wentworth is NOT calling the attorney at all.
    I do not have a peaceful, easy feeling. Not in the slightest.

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    1. I’m with you, Dale.

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      1. You’re welcome, John!

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  16. Wentworth seems untrustworthy. Andrew and Larry should worry about who he’s calling. The clock is ticking. And, Twiggy looks almost as big as Lucy.

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    1. All true statements, Jennie. Thank you. 😁 (The camera lies on the Twiggy size.)

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      1. You’re welcome, John. Ah, it’s the camera! Whew, because I wasn’t ready for Twiggy to grow up so quickly.

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  17. Cake 🍰 would be nice… with that coffee. While waiting 😎😁

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    1. Yes. A nice, large piece of cake. Yum. 😁

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