It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we stood by as Harriet offered to get Lucas, a lawyer. We all thought that was a little odd and asked ourselves the question, “What is on her agenda.” Well, it is hoped that we find out over time. Let’s get back to the hospital since I see Harriet has left Lucas’ room and is heading toward the cafeteria.

“Well, well, well. look who’s here.”
“Hi, Harriet.”
“Hi, Alice. Hello, Seth or should I call you the High Sheriff.”
“Now what’s that supposed to mean.”
“Your ex-husband is harassing my employee.”
“Now Miss Harriet.”
“Don’t Miss Harriet me, Seth Gibson. You know you are way outside your jurisdiction when you are messing around in affairs that are supposed to be handled in Kenosha.”
“I’m a peace officer. As such I can investigate any situation where I believe the law has been broken. Also, as a private citizen, I have a responsibility to uncover any situation where I think the law has been broken.”
“Hog wash, Seth. For some reason, you are putting your big nose into things that don’t concern you. I’m beginning to think you have something against Lucas and you are trying to railroad him into jail.”
“Not true, Harriet.”
“Oh, my. A little close to the bone Sheriff Gibson? You dropped your Miss Harriet mannerism.”
“You know what? I don’t have to sit here and take crap from you. I’m going in there and have a little discussion with Lucas right now.”
“Good luck with that. You are going to have to go through Lucas’ attorney. You want to speak to Lucas you call this number on his card.”
“What’s this now? Jason McDonnell, Attorney at Law.”
“Yup. He’s the one. Give him a call.”
“Why are you doing this, Miss Harriet?”
“Yes, Harriet. Why?”
“Let me tell you two. One. I think ole Seth there has a crush on you Alice and wants Lucas out-of-the-way. Two. I’m not about to see an innocent boy get swept up in the justice system on the whim of a fat, out of his element, overblown, and judgmental sheriff. So, Seth you better make that call or I will be calling the county prosecutor regarding your disregard for legal rights.”
“Boy, Miss Harriet. That sure came from a dark place. Fine, I’ll call then speak to the boy. Good bye ladies.”

It is Wednesday Story Day time again. Last week we were present when Seth and Alice discussed a discussion Seth had with a pharmacist in which he learned Lucas was on medication for anxiety. His purpose was to warn Alice about possible side effects of rage and thoughts of suicide. We think Alice got the message. Since she is headed for the hospital, we need to join her.
“Hello, Nurse Campbell. I Lucas feeling better today?”
“Yes, he is Mrs. Weston. I think he is up to visitors. Mrs. Murphy just left.”
“Yeah, I could have bet that old cougar would be here to see Lucas first thing.”
“Well, he is in room 302 which is the first door on the right. I don’t think he is napping.”
“Thank you, Nur—. I’m sorry, but I never got your first name.”
“It’s Staci, but here we prefer the more formal last name. Much more professional, Mrs. Weston.”
“I understand, Nurse Campbell. Thank you.”
“Hello there.”
“Oh Hi, Mrs. Weston.”
“Oh come on now Lucas you can call me Alice. After all, we are old friends.”
“Yes, we are. Hi, Alice. How are you?“
“The question is how are you. I’m fine. Thanks for asking.”
“Yeah, I feel pretty good. The feeling is coming back to my legs, so the doctor doesn’t think there is any permanent damage.”
“Now that is good news. I can see your memory is doing better too.”
“Yes, for sure. That is a big relief.”
“Here I brought you a present.”
“Thank you. Should I open it now?”
“Of course. That’s why I brought it in. Here let me help you.”
“Oh, this is way too much. This watch is beautiful.”
“Oh don’t go on too much Lucas. it’s only an Apple watch. I heard your watch was broken during the fall and so I got you this. I figured it would help with your physical therapy too. You can set it up to keep track of your workouts. Here are the instructions.’
“I don’t know what to say, Alice.”
“A simple task you will suffice.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Lucas. I do have a question for you though.”
“Yes, what is it.”
“I still can’t understand how you fell off that roof. I was wondering if you were on any medication?”
“Goodness no. I don’t take anything but vitamins. Why do you ask?”
“I’m just trying to figure out what happened is all. I thought I would ask you and then rule out drugs.”
“Yes, you can rule out drugs. I saw what they did to my sister and want no part of any kind of drug.”
“Okay, Lucas. I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories. I’m concerned about you is all.”
“I’m sorry. I guess I get a little agitated when I think of my sister.”
“You want to talk about her?”
“No, no offense meant, but I’m trying to forget a lot about my life.”
“Oh, Lucas you poor boy. I’m sorry for your life. It makes me want to hold you and make it all better.”
“Alice?”
“Yes, Lucas.”
“It’s hard to breathe with you on my chest.”

It is Wednesday Story Time again. Last week we found Lucas awake but with some memory loss. A number of you did comment on the fact that he might be faking it to save himself from Alice and Harriet. I think we should get back to the hospital and determine the real story.

“Mr. Saveride you have visitors.”
“Oh my gosh. Who are they?”
“Mrs. Weston and Mrs. Murphy.”
“Um do they say they know me?”
“Why yes, they do. They came in when you were admitted. I think they are friends of yours.”
“Nurse um.”
“Campbell.”
“Yes, Nurse Campbell. I can’t place them right now.”
“You know the faces might be familiar. Do you want to see them?”
“If they are friends I guess I should. As you say, maybe their faces will help me remember.”
“I’ll let them in.”
“Oh, hello Lucas. You poor boy how are you feeling?”
“I-I feel fine. Did the nurse tell you anything.”
“Yes, she said you had temporarily lost your memory but you were doing well otherwise.”
“I can’t move my legs.”
“Well, there is that too. They think it is only temporary as well.”
“I’m sorry but I need to ask both of you for your name. Your faces are very familiar but I can’t remember your names.”
“I’m Harriet Murphy.”
“My name is Alice Weston.”
“How long have we known each other.”
“Not long, Lucas. I hired you to paint my house.”
“And you and I are friends.”
“What kind of friends Mrs. Weston?”
“What do you mean?”
“You are much older than me. I was just wondering what kind of friends.”
“Yes, Alice I think we all would like to know the answer.”
“Harriet you can be a pain sometimes. Lucas, you and I decided to have a drink together is all.”
“Okay. Thank you. So we never talked about making love.”
“Oh, my goodness no. Why on Earth would you ask that question?”
“I really don’t know. Just a feeling is all.”
“Well Lucas when I hired you to paint the house, Alice here came right over and I think she was sweet on you.”
“Harriet Murphy you take that back.”
“Well, it’s the truth.”
“Is not.”
“Excuse me ladies but I’m real tired. Could we take this up some other time?”
“We are sorry, Lucas. Of course. We’ll check back later. Come, Alice let’s leave Lucas alone to rest.”
“Bye Lucas.”
“Bye.”
“Well, how’d it go?”
“Nurse Campbell I think I’ve got a problem. I’m not talking health either.”