AN: Okay, this chapter isn't very long. I don't usually write this character. My friend does on our roll playing game weblog (for more info, visit my homepage).
Anyways, Enjoy!
Chapter 5
Out Of Luck And Out Of Arms
Kamaria Bay:
Lunch had ended and I had nothing to do the rest of the day. I strolled into the library to find Rick, once again, reading. I noticed he was having a hard time concentrating. He suddenly closed his book and set it down on the table next to his chair. He let out a deep sigh.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"Evelyn took my guns." For a moment, I thought he was going to start pouting.
"Why did she do that?"
"I don't know," He stood and started walking towards the window, which now had a large piece of wood covering the massive hole in it. "You know my wife. She's crazy."
"Would you like me to help you find them?" I smirked.
He thought for a few moments, raised an eyebrow, and then smirked at me.
I snuck around the corner of the hallway, peering for signs of Evelyn. The coast was clear so I signaled for Rick to follow. Once I was absolutely sure she was nowhere in sight, I started opening cupboards and closets searching for the confiscated weapons. After a through examination of the hallway, I motioned for Rick to stay where he was at the top of the stairs. I trotted down the stairwell silently. Once I reached the main floor, I once again inspected the surrounding area for Rick's wife.
Once again, the coast was clear. I motioned for Rick to follow me. I headed into the kitchen checking the room before I entered. Empty. I started rifling through all the places Evelyn may have concealed a weapon.
"Nothing here," I said, turning to walk out of the room.
"Uh," Rick started, "Okay…" He pulled a gun out of the cookie jar on the counter.
I looked at the weapon with wide eyes. "You're right. She is crazy."
"And she just got done telling me to put these things away." He sighed. "Alex would have found this in an instant. He checks the cookie jar every morning."
I looked at him, concerned. "Shall we have her committed?"
"No," He answered. "Let's just keep looking."
After Rick's startling discovery, I started searching more obvious places. Like the medicine cabinet, where we found three guns.
I'm starting to see why Rick feels that his family is insane.
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