Chapter 44
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Hidden Secrets
Leona Palmer Haag
Chapter 44
"Jenn! Is that really you?" Angela squealed after
she answered the phone.
"No, it's my phantom ghost. The real me was whisked
away from the Dallas airport and transported to the Sahara Desert. Yes, it's
me! How are you?"
"Freezing to death. I popped on the computer this
afternoon and saw that it's a whole sixty-three degrees in Dallas today. How
can you stand the heat wave?"
Jenn laughed. "It's tolerable. I've been able to
take Katie swimming. It's cut into my free time so I haven't had an extra
second to sketch the bat wing-eared man for you yet."
Angela laughed. "That's fine. I have a new face
for you. I went to the grocery store today and saw a lady rifling through the
tomatoes and…" Jenn listened to the story, every funny detail about the
woman who put a tomato in her purse. "So what should I have done, taken
her hostage?" Angela finished.
"Definitely."
"I didn't," Angela moaned.
"Next time whip off your nylons and put them to good
use. Call Bob and tell him how handy they are. Hold her until the authorities
arrive, threatening to use your spiky heels if she tries to escape."
Angela laughed. "I should have called you while I
watched her. I could have used your moral support. Next time I will."
"I have a new phone with a new number. It's one
of those fancy little perks that arrived the day I got home." Jenn rattled
off her new number and waited for Angela to enter it into her phone. They
chatted for another ten minutes or so before Angela asked if she'd had the
opportunity to use any of her training.
Jenn was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in her
nighties while Katie played at her feet with a new toy. For a moment she wondered
what she could tell. Finally she said, "Angela, my phone is secure. Is
yours?"
"Yes. It's one of those privileges I have through
my husband's work."
"Wow, what perks we get," Jenn exaggerated.
"Why?" Angela asked in a serious tone.
Jenn shrugged and got up and crossed the room and
flipped on the gas fireplace and sat down in front of it. She rubbed the chills
on her arms and finally said, "My calls are monitored."
The phone was silent. Finally Angela responded.
"You love to joke, but for some reason, I don't think you are now."
"Nope. And that little confession is on the
record now for my uncle to hear."
The phone was silent again. Angela finally said,
"So, do I dare talk to you? I mean…" Angela started laughing. "I
can't believe I fell for that! I got goose bumps! You are so good! Way good,
girl! Your voice—so serious and perfect! Theatrics at its best!"
Jenn giggled. "I can't believe you believed me!
From now on I'll be nice. How are work, your family and your kids?"
Jenn hung up an hour later promising to sketch the
tomato thief and the airport security man and send them as soon as possible.
End Chapter 44
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