Who Sent the Private Investigator To Check Us Out???

Last Notes From a Tumbleweed Bastard

Gentle Readers,

This message is not really for you.

On Friday, a private investigator named Kellie showed up at our Motel. She checked in with no luggage or purse, wearing a short-ish white dress and stylish hair and nails.
She came out of the front desk office and wandered the parkinglot aimlessly for an hour and then went to her room, near mine, when we came out on the balcony to see which room the possible hooker was going to visit.
As it turns, she kept obviously spying on us looking through the open spaces of a luggage rack on a car parked between us.
So, we decided to STARE at her to let her know she was not un-noticed. This prompted her to come over and up the steps to the balcony, where we sat drinking and chatting…about me…all about me…she said she would be gone in the morning…

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One response to “Who Sent the Private Investigator To Check Us Out???

  1. and i don’t think it was Ole Snarly Varley, either.

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