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Part 2
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Mort had not been caught by the police for his murders because everyone in the town was under the impression that Mort had died. So, Mort had moved into Amy and Ted's house and was now living there.
Mort walked into the kitchen and opened a cupboard. He scratched his head confusedly upon not finding what he was looking for and went over to the other cupboards. He searched everywhere but could not find a single trace of what he was searching for.
He sighed and walked to the front door of the house. He put on his jacket and grabbed his car keys. He would have to go down to the town store and buy a new bag of Doritos.
He got into his car and set off for the town store.
In a few minutes, his car pulled into the parking lot. He got out and entered the store.
He walked along the store's aisles, searching for his beloved Doritos. Finally he spotted a bag and grabbed it. He headed over to the cash.
As he was walking, he rummaged through his pocket change, attempting to come up with the right amount of money required for purchasing his cheesy friends.
Crash! He bumped right into someone.
"Sorry," Mort said, fumbling around with his change. He looked up, to see a familiar girl.
"Hey! Juliet!" Mort exclaimed.
He had bumped into Juliet Stoker. Juliet had worked at the post office in Tashmore Lake where Amy and Mort's summer cabin was located. He had not seen Juliet in about.. well.. six years. Or at least not since he had faked his own death.
Mort had faked a heartattack six years ago so that he could really determine whether or not Amy had been cheating on him or not. And it had worked. She was in fact cheating on him, and even though he had acted on it a bit late, it had been the right time, and he had caught her and made her pay for it. And now all of it was behind him and he was able to live freely. Although, Mort remembered none of this.
Mort smiled at Juliet. He supposed that he had always had a thing for her, even though he was very much older than her. But Mort had been a faithful husband, and how ever much he had liked Juliet, he knew that there could never have been anything between them because cheating was a horrible thing to do.
But now with Amy's debt paid, he supposed that it was okay to pursue Juliet.
Juliet looked at Mort. "Mort? Mort Rainey? Is that you?" Juliet asked a bit nervously.
"Yeah. It's me, alright. How have you been?" Mort asked.
Juliet backed away from Mort a bit, "Mr. Rainey, didn't you.. um.. Didn't you die?" She asked, sounding like a fool to herself as she heard her question out loud.
"Dead? Me? No. You must be thinking of another Mort Rainey," Mort reassured, with a chuckle.
"Yeah.. maybe that's it..," Juliet said, not entirely believing Mort. But then again, if he was lying about being dead, how would she be able to have this conversation with him?
Oh, no. She was on to him.
"Well. It was good to see you, Mr. Rainey," Juliet said, and turned to leave.
Mort placed his hand on her shoulder and she stopped. Juliet had heard all the rumors about how Mort would beat his wife and rape her and she was no fool. She wanted nothing to do with him. Even if he was cute as hell.
"Hey.. You know.. I was kinda wondering..," Mort began. Juliet turned back around to him, "If you might be interested in having a date with me tonight or something..," He finished and looked at Juliet for her response.
She had promised herself that she would not go out with Mort Rainey. He was a bad man and could not be trusted. But then she looked into his eyes... Oh.. they were so beautiful. She couldn't resist.
"Yeah.. that sounds good," Juliet said, mesmerized by Mort's looks. She turned out to be a fool, afterall.
Mort was happy, "Great. Come over to my house, 8pm sharp."
"It's a date," Juliet said and walked out of the store.
Mort was left standing there all alone in the middle of the store, hugging his bag of Doritos as he watched Juliet's figure disappear. After a minute, he proceeded to the checkout and paid for his chips.