I don't have one theory, I have at least six

by HelloMrsBowman

Do you ever wonder what Dotty was thinking? Here is my silly take on some episodes starting with Dead Ringer...Did she really believe all of those made up stories Amanda told her? AS always, I do not own SMK or these amazing characters...just borrowing them to make people smile.

1. Chapter 1 Dead Ringer

Dead Ringer

" Have I said a word? Have I said a word about the condition of the station wagon after a simple trip to the airport?"

" No Mother, you haven't."

" And I won't. Although if I were the type to ask questions I might ask how a simple trip to the airport could result in at least $800 worth of bodywork." I glanced at Amanda through my reading glasses and smirked at her. " And I suppose I'm also not supposed to ask who Magda Petrak was."

" Mother, I don't wanna lie to you."

" I know you don't wanna lie. I have my own theories."

" Oh you do?" She had a mischievous grin on her face. I knew something was going on with her. I just wanted her to admit it.

"Yes, you see, I haven't read Agatha Christie for 30 years for nothing. I don't have one theory. I have at least six."

"Goodnight Mother"

" Good night Love, Give my best to Bud Marcher."

" Mother!"

I smiled at my daughter Amanda as she walked out of the front door. I stood up and ran to the dining room windows. I peeked through the slats of the shutters and could see a little sports car parked by the curb. I couldn't make out what kind of car it was but I did notice the very tall man that took my daughters hand and helped her into the little car. He was in a tuxedo and I could tell that he had sandy brown hair. I wonder who he is, I thought to myself. I certainly hope Amanda brings him to meet me...and soon.

I watched as the young man walked around to the drivers side and got in. He started the car and they drove away. I smiled as I watched them and prayed that this man stuck around and my daughter found some happiness.