
It is Wednesday Story Day again. Last week we left Seth and Alice giving us the idea that Seth has much more on his agenda than justice. After all, he is out of his jurisdiction. We also got a hint of mayhem with the pharmacist giving the opinion that Lucas’ sister was buried somewhere in Kenosha. What about that pharmacist anyway? Why is he so blabby? Well, let’s drag our weary bones back to Action Illinois and see if there is any sense to be made of all of this.
“Hi, Lucas.”
“O-oh, hi Mrs. Murphy. How are you.”
“The question is how are you. Please call me Harriet.”
“Yes, Miss Harriet.”
“Okay, that will do.”
“So, how are you feeling.”
“I’m doing well. I can feel my legs and my memory is back.”
“That is swell, Lucas. I’ve been so worried about you.”
“Thank you so much, Miss Harriet. I will be glad to get out of this bed though.”
“I can imagine. You are starting your physical therapy today I hear.”
“Yes, ma’am. That’s what they tell me.”
“Has Mrs. Weston been in to see you?”
“Yes, she has. She left a little while ago.”
“I saw her in the coffee shop on my way in. She was talking to the Sheriff.”
“The sheriff? What is he doing here?”
“I would say he is stalking Mrs. Weston.”
“You serious?”
“No. I think he is sniffing around.”
“S-sniffing around?”
“You have to level with me, Lucas.”
“A-about what?”
“About your parents and sister.”
“W-what about them?”
“You’re stuttering. Is there something you need to get off your chest?”
“N-no, I don’t think so.”
“You know I am willing to help you if you are in trouble.”
“I appreciate that. I think if the sheriff has questions he should come to me.”
“You want me to tell him?”
“You know Miss Harriet. I don’t want to talk to anyone about my sister and parents but will if that will clear up any doubts.”
“I think I should let my lawyer come talk to you.”
“Why?”
“I think you need to have someone in your corner. You don’t want to be talking to people without having your rights protected.”
“I’ve done nothing wrong, Miss Harriet.”
“I believe you, Lucas. I still think I’ll have my man come around and give you some advice.”
“I guess I can’t stop you.”
“No, you can’t my boy.”








