Maricel was on the phone with her aunt...

She was not happy. I stayed out of it and served myself some dinner. It was flank steak stuffed with cheese in a really tasty tomato sauce. Afterwards, she sat down with me. I said nothing until she spoke to me.
"He left, by the way." I said.
"Darn, I was hoping he'd stay for dinner." She said.
"I asked." I said. "He had another engagment."
"I was hoping you'd shoot him." She said.
"No you weren't." I said.
"Pistol whip him?" She suggested.
"He's completely confused." I said.
"I don't know quite how she got him to come here." Maricel said.
"Maybe he feels guilty." I said.
"After she got done with him, he probably does. But it won't last." She said. "So dear, tell me all about your day."
And I did.

See you in the funny papers...

Simon