Case of the Poodle Doodle by Erik Schubach

Author:Erik Schubach [Schubach, Erik]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erik Schubach
Published: 2019-05-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8 – Darryl Beckett

The next morning, I was beat again. Jane and Luce had talked until almost two in the morning until the women at the Girl's Home had tracked Luce down where she had hidden herself away in the pantry and confiscated the phone from her.

When they said goodbye, my evil wife just smiled at me and placed the phone on the bedside table and pulled me into the little spoon position without a word. Gah! The stinker! I only got half the conversation. The look on her smug cop face told me I couldn't pry what Luce had said out of her if I tried.

As we prepared for the day, I got a call first from Miss Smythe, then Mrs. Doyle, apologizing for Luce's late night call. That they hadn't known she had spirited away the phone. Jane had snorted loudly when I shared that Mrs. Doyle said that Luce was a trouble magnet at the home.

What? I don't get what was so funny. Hey, I didn't ask you for comments, and I am not a trouble magnet either... ish.

The bonus we got from it was that we set up another official call with the sassy young Miss O'Conner. And I may or may not have told them, “It's ok if she calls any time. She's a joy to speak with, and I get the impression from you that she doesn't get many calls.”

Mrs. Doyle didn't affirm that instead, she deflected by sharing that Luce had inquired as to if we had Irish ancestry, what with names like McLeary and Finnegan. I informed her that alas, on my side no, mother just loved the name Finnegan, but Jane's grandfather had immigrated from Dublin with his Japanese bride, which makes Jane second generation American.

I told them that they could share my email address with Luce, but was dismayed to find that she only got an hour of computer time per day on a shared computer in her dorm wing, they were too underfunded to have more. And that any contacts between the girls at the orphanage and outside people were supposed to be supervised or monitored.

I made a mental note after the call to ask them if they had any rules against someone gifting Luce a cellphone of her own that she could text with. Though I'm sure, it would be against the rules as the texts or calls would need to be monitored too. I can understand why. I shot off a quick email to Mrs. Doyle anyway before sending the ladies all off to work.

I texted Miss Smythe to inquire what it would take to set up a charitable technology fund for international orphanages. Then added domestic too before I hit send. She responded so fast that I almost got whiplash, that she would look into it.

I looked at Calvin then said, “One last text and we can go pick up the boys.” He understood since he was trotting into the girl's room as I texted. I'm pretty sure he thinks he owns the entire apartment and just allows us to stay here with him.

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