Wednesday Story Day again. Last week we left Ben giving instructions to Alexis. He wanted her to tell Trudy Worthe that Ben intends to tell Father Lightfoot (Raymond) about the plan to blow up the Student Union and to have him call the police. He thinks this will be a way to flush out Mrs. Worthe’s plan. I know, I know he is trusting Alexis again. We have found this to be a precarious bit of behavior in the past. Well, let’s go and see if Ben has shot himself in the foot (metaphorically speaking since we know he has done it once.). I see Mrs. Worthe heading into Ben’s room.
“Ben, you little Benedict Arnold. What the hell you think you’ll get out of telling Lightfoot?”
“Oh, I think he’ll be interested enough to call the cops.”
“And you think I’ll just let you do that act of treason.”
“Treason? you now the government?“
“You know what I mean you little bastard. I guess you don’t value your digits. You do this, and I’ll come at your with two knives. I’ll bet you can’t keep all your parts covered.”
“Whew, you make me shiver with these threats.”
“I told you before what would happen if you said a word.”
“Oh, come on Trudy. I’m not going to tell anybody anything.”
“That’s not what Alexis says.”
“You believe her?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“Yeah why wouldn’t you? You put her up to finding out my plan right?”
“Well, I—”
“I think you can drop the facade, Trudy. I know Alexis was sent to spy. She was quite surprised to hear you telling both of us that it was over between us.”
“You know I always thought you weren’t right for her.”
“The problem is she doesn’t agree, and now you lost your daughter’s trust. I sent that story to see if she would, in fact, tell you the phony plan. She did.”
“Doesn’t prove a thing. Alexis is a pathological liar.”
“It proves she is no longer loyal to you.”
“We’ll see you little dirtbag.”
“Another thing.”
“What?”
“Come at me with all the knives you want. I may not win, but before you have your way, you’ll be one hurting bitch. You can take that to the bank.”
“My Ben. When did you grow a pair.”
“Since I realize all you Worthes are stark raving nuts.”
“What a beautiful thing to say, Ben. Would you like some lunch now?”

Wednesday Story day again. Last week we witnessed Ben and Alexis come together and discovered they are absolutely on different pages. Alexis looked like she was trying to find out what Ben was planning to do. If so, she was probably an agent of Trudy Worthe. The two did discover that Mrs. Worthe told each that the other was through with them. I sure wouldn’t trust Mrs. Worthe if I were Alexis and I certainly wouldn’t act as her agent. But, who am I? I’m just writing this stuff down, and these two need to sort it out for themselves. Let’s go back and see how they do it.
“Ben, I’ve been thinking.”
“Okay. About what?”
“I’m not too pleased with my mother for telling me you didn’t want to see me.”
“how do you think I feel about her after she told me you were through with me.?”
“I’ll bet that hurt.”
“More than you know.”
“I’m sorry. I should have come to you sooner.”
“Well, if you thought I didn’t want to see you, why would you?”
“My mother is a bitch.”
“I think there would be a lot of folks who would agree. Did she tell you to come in here and get some information from me?”
“She did. I don’t know why I followed her directions, though.”
“You are her daughter, and you can’t help yourself. We need to make up some story that you can tell her.”
“I don’t think she will believe that you don’t have a plan. She knows you are too smart for that response.”
“Why thank you, you’re making me blush. Let me see. How about going back to the old plant that I’m going to tell Father Lightfoot about the plan to blow up the Student Union and then ask him to call the police.”
“You’re not going to do that are you?”
“No of course not. She needs to believe you, though.”
“Oh, I see. I think that will work.”
“Okay then. Tell her that when you report in.”
“I feel sorry that you think I was spying on you.’
“I know your mother. Think nothing of it.”
“I love you, my dear Ben.”
“I love you, my dear Alexis. Now tell her so we can see what she is going to do.”
“Okay. See you later.”
“I hope so. Bye.”