I do not own Hannibal or Clariece nor do I own Barney.
Seven years before in Maple Creek Vermont.
"Breaking news Hannibal the Cannibal Lector has escaped police custody." The television blared. Good for Hannibal. I think as I chop up a steak for dinner. I hope he finds happiness.
Present Day. Onaina is 22 years old now.
"Sam!" I call as my big oaf of a dog comes troding down the path to my home. As we get to the porch. I hear a voice that I recognize. " Hi Alley." "Oh Hya Barney I forgot you were coming today. Come in." I walk through the door with Sam at my heals and Barney at his." Make yourself at home take any of the three guest rooms. I gotta go get a dinner from the Meak's farm. Lamb chops sound good? " " Of course." He smiles." Feel free to explore. I have a pole for fishing in the shed out back and some bait. Groot pond is down the large path." I grab my keys and Sam. I put my knife in my boot and we walk out to my truck. My trusty '89 Ford pick up truck starts without a problem. Sam and I race to the Meak's farm for fresh eggs,lamb and cheese.
Marshall Meaks was running the stand." Hiya Marshall can I get four lamb chops a bakers dozen eggs and a half pound of goat cheese?" I say bounding up to the stand." Of course Alley. You have guests?" He says reaches down into the cooler. " Yeah an old friend from the hospital. " I smile and hand him a crumpled twenty dollar bill. "Thanks Marshall." "No problem Alley.." I hop in my truck and head to the liquor store for some wine.