"This laptop has The Sims 2 on it! I didn't think that was out yet!"
After a few seconds, reality set back in and Anna had a bit of an epiphany, "Wait a minute, didn't you just arrest Stan at the bar a few minutes ago..."
Anna's head started to ache, either from the hard braking or confusion of seeing Stan arrested 2 times in the span of a few minutes in 2 different locations. How could he be chained to a tree after getting into another refrigerator, when he was just in a bar a few minutes ago?
"Ohhhh no no no, this isn't Stan, this is Sam. They're twins. One likes leather, the other likes blue suede... Like Elvis, see the shoes?" Sure enough, the king had left his mark on Sam's feet, a pair of very well kept blue suede shoes.
Shaken up and at her limit, Anna simply lost it. "What the hell kind of town is this? For Christ sake, murders, missing people, old women humping younger men... ok, that's not so bad... AND REFRIDGERATORS THAT HOUSE MAD MEN, TWINS NONE THE LESS, NOT ONE, 2 NUTBALL TWINS! What's next, nuns abusing alter boys instead of priests at the local church, Liberals cutting down surrounding forests?" There was no reply, just a dazed look in the lawman's face.
Anna continued, "Republicans that don't own guns?!"
The deputy replies with a well disguised grin, "You know about the Andersons already?"
Anna was not pleased with Kaelin's response, for the first 4 seconds anyway. She then broke out into laughter that seemed to cleanse her soul for the time being along side her companion.
In the midst of the chaos, a jogger approached, not saying a word. An interesting figure to say the least. Short, stocky, but making a pretty good pace. The hoody he or she was wearing was preventing any glimpse of the face, only a slight twinkle of what appeared to be glass could be seen from almost 100 yards away, that and all grey sweat clothes. The jogger came to a halt.
Anna gazed at the figure in the distance, seeing what she thought was a smear of some kind on the gray clothing in the moonlight that was breaking through the twilight darkness from behind her. She was only looking for about 15 seconds, or so she thought.
"anna....Anna... ANNA!"
She jumped a few inches as a hand touched her shoulder and the Deputy's voice was raised to a level she felt could wake the dead.
"OH MY GOD, DON'T DO THAT!"
Kaelin speaks as if he thinks she's acting a little too princess-like, "Well, Anna, I've been trying to get your attention for a couple minutes now..."
She whips around to make eye contact, "No, I looked at my watch as we left together and it was 6:30, we've been here about 5 minutes and it's now..." The watch wouldn't lie for her, it was now almost 7pm. Had she really been staring for more then 5 minutes at the figure that's right over...
No where. The jogger was gone.
"Who was that person?" she asks.
"Who, Sam?"
"NO, the jogger that was coming toward us from down the road." She was now feeling 2 things, Kaelin is an idiot, or she was the only real nutball here.
"Did you steal Sam or Stan's medication?"
Yeah, this was going to be a long night.
After another deputy came to unchain Sam and transport him to a cell next to his brother, Anna realized that she was really famished.
"Can we get some food before we go any further? I don't care where, just somewhere that I can sit down... and vomit in a decently clean women's room if I need to."
TBC by the next writer...
Posted by captainhoof
at 11:58 AM CDT
Updated: Thursday, 23 September 2004 1:45 PM CDT
