Celwriter: I didn't just write that chapter, I didn't just do that, that didn't happen..
Mary: (to readers) she gets very sentimental over her characters.
Celwriter: (in denial) characters? I have no clue what you mean. Cel will come home from a fabulous time with Ricky at Homecoming and find Mort ready to welcome her home and ask how it was and totally ruin a romantic moment between her and Ricky.
Mary: (pats Celwriter on the shoulder) you just keep thinking that dear. (to audience) that did happen, but then again it didn't. (she glances at Cel who is staring blankly, totally freaking out) here's the next chapter.
Chapter 39
Cel and Ricky were having a very good time, but Cel noticed that Ricky was a little tense.
"What's wrong?" Cel finally asked.
"Nothing," Ricky said, but then he went into a trance of thought.
"What is it?" she asked, giving him a look. Ricky could tell how she felt and ushered her out to the open air.
"Cel."
"Yes?" Cel said. Ricky took a deep breath.
"Has Mort ever mentioned a John Shooter?"
"No, why?"
"My mom thinks that he killed our cat."
"Why would she think that?"
"Mort's dog was thought to have been killed by Shooter until Chico was found again. My mom's going to call your father about."
"Oh," Cel answered. That's not good. If she calls and Mort remembers...no, he won't remember. What if he reads it in my diary? No, I hid it. Besides, he doesn't even know what's in there, it's disguised as a normal notebook. Or does he? The coffee! It clicked. Mort knew!
"I need to go home now!" Cel exclaimed.
"What?" Ricky asked, "There's still half an hour for the dance."
"I need to go now," Cel insisted. Ricky gave in.
"Thank you." The ride took a very long time in Cel's imagination. It seemed that it would never end until she saw the cabin on the road in front of her.
Celwriter: No!!!! !! !! !!
Mary: Never mind that. She just says that she's hopes you liked it.
Celwriter: Mary! !! !! &!
Mary: She says please review.
Celwriter: That's not what I f said! !!!
Mary: Pretty please with a cherry on top.
