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Larry's Life Larry was engaged but his gal dumps him. He starts slipping back to his old self when his sister, Nicole gives him a choice. This tale was past unto me by Nicole. It also reveals Larry's past with and a frightful event in Larry's present. Peace. Belle. "Mom, this is Nicole. It is about Larry again. He is depressed since Karla dumped him. Please call." I was worried about my brother. His fiancee Karla dumped him. She loved Larry, but her folks did not approve of Larry. Larry did a complete turn around when he met Karla. He became kind, gentle, and loving. I was afraid he would slip into his old self. Larry came to me for help. He did not want to go back to his old self. He was afraid of his old self, and what his old self was. My friend from work Bobbie Winston found about my father and told me only that he was dead. I guess she only wanted me to see his good side. I know he had a good side or my mom would have dropped him like a hot potato. I still don't why they split up, I guess I never will. Back to Larry. He is starting to cross dress again. I can live with that. I just wish he buy his own things. I want my cloths for me. I want Larry to live his life to its fullest. I will help him, but I need my life as well. I am a rookie on the Salem County's Sheriff's Department. Bobbie is my both my Supervisor and my friend. I baby-sit for her at times. Her aunt is also a friend. She is also a mentor to both Larry and me. Her friend Wild Bill has taken Larry under his wing. Larry has grown under him. Now the sad part. The local brewery closed. Larry was becoming a skilled Brewmiester. Now he is out of work and the local mills are not hiring. I had a talk with Larry. "Larry you need to work." "But Nicole there is no jobs." said Larry. I responded with. "Have you talked with Wild Bill? He can get you a job." "Yes but who wants to be a Barmaid, when you can make the beer? I am a skilled worker who cannot get hired in the areas I have been trained. "" Well Larry, you can work as a girl. Most of the jobs in the area are opened for girls. All you need to do is look like a girl. In fact, since you shave once a week, you can pass with some training. Do you think I need to call Helga? I know you have been using my cloths and other things for your acts. I don't care if you want to look like a girl, but you should get your own cloths. You are stretching mine and I don't like looking like rumpled mess. "Larry thought about it for a period time. Then he spoke. "You do not need to call Helga. I will call Wild Bill in the morning and see if he needs a prep cook or a dishwasher. Can you take me shopping at the Pall Mall? " "The Pall Mall?" I said "You do got some good taste." Larry said "Well I am following you on that score. I know that is where you like to shop for most of your cloths and shoes. "Rats." I thought. I forgot he picks up the mail and cleans the house we co rent. He also can cook rather well which helps me because I don't have the time to cook. I can cook rather well myself. We both learned from my mom and grandmother. I said "Get the job first, then I will take you shopping on Saturday." Larry smiled and "Thank you Nicole. You are the best sister anyone could have. "Larry went to bed and I called Helga." Helga it is Nicole. Larry went for it easy. He thinks he going to apply for a prep cook or a dishwasher. He doesn't know what Wild Bill and your father are setting up." Helga said "That's great and Larry will be happy. I still don't know how you found out he was wearing your cloths again." I said "I have some of my cloths fitted. Larry when he is acting like Laurie. Laurie has a slightly bigger bosom. His chest grew while he was the Number 2 Brewer. He would have kept his job, but he did not have the time that the other workers had. He also wants to be Laurie. How does your father feel on that score? I know Wild Bill don't mind it. He feels if person does their job right, what they do on their own time is O.K. so as long it doesn't interfere with the job. He tells me he had couple of workers crossdress at work and they got bigger tips." Helga said "Dad thinks along the same line. If Larry or Laurie can brew a good beer, he won't do a thing to stop them. Knowing dad, he would let a person dress like a Klingon if that helped them make a better product. Are you going to tell Larry anything?" I said "No, that way he will act more relaxed and natural. He also wants to shopping with me on Saturday at the Pall Mall. I did not tell him you will be coming too. I know he remembered Derby Day. I think he liked your treatment and training. Can you do more?" Helga said "Only if he wants me to. No training can work unless the trainee wants it to work and is willing to work with trainer. Derby Day worked because we bluffed him. If he really pushed it, we were wrong and could have pulled some heavy duty time. A good skilled lawyer could use that statement we made him sign against us, claiming that was a weapon. We used a forced document instead of a gun or knife. Even if we won, we would be stuck working at either the Irish or dad's steak house forever or till we got married, because they would the only jobs we could get. Even if we were married, we would be still stuck there. There are a few men in town with jobs that pay enough for a wife to stay at home." I said "Yes, I know right on that score." Helga said "Howie was asking about you yesterday can I tell him to call you?" I thought back to Derby Day. Larry walked bowlegged for a week. Both Larry and I are the same size. Howard Hessman is bigger than his sister and the Steeler's want him and his brother to play for them and Hessman brothers just started college. Howard is very gentle despite his size and strength. He is also very hot. So hot I would need oven mitts to touch him. I said to Helga "Maybe, or maybe I will look him up." Larry woke the next day and after a light breakfast, showered, shaved, and put on his normal cloths and a good suit at that. He was going to talk to Wild Bill as Larry. Well I thought, Larry was playing it smart and trying to get the job and not forcing Laurie on anyone and closing out future employment. He did not know Wild Bill's or Herman's views and was not going to offend. I offered to drive Larry and Larry accepted the ride saying he would walk home. He claimed he was getting a little fat from sitting down watching the Springer Show every day and the walk would do him good. Larry did say this " There is only one good thing about the Springer Show and that is ; If you feel down and out just watch the Springer Show and see there is always somebody out there that has it worse. " I went to my job and around ten drove home in the company car. I went in to grab a quick bathroom break and some iced tea. Larry's suit was on a hanger and this note was on the refrigerator. 'Nicole I got a job. I came home and changed into some work cloths and set some steaks up for tonight. I will flip you to see who cooks. Larry '. I knew Larry. He would keep his suit clean and some thing else. I also saw he used his Dockers and a Polo shirt. He was still playing smart. He also was looking at song lyrics. Larry could sing and I knew the Wellman Clinic's Talent/No Talent Show was coming up. He was not looking at his normal tastes but at Blues and Country. He knew winning or least placing there meant a prize. Top three got cash prizes and fourth place got dinner for the group or in case of a solo act two at a local restaurant. He also was playing it smart here. The judges were the from the Salem area and did not care for Larry's normal music taste. Larry knew for him to have any chance was to perform an act that the judges would like over an act no matter how good it was that would upset them. Larry singing Rap would not win. R&B, Country, Jazz, or Folk did it for the most part. Gospel and Broadway Show also did well. Larry did his research well. I knew he was always smart in school and could ace any test. Larry also was gaining wisdom. Knowledge may mean you know stuff. Wisdom is being able to use it and at the right time and/or place. Saturday came and Helga came over. Helga said "Hello Nicole. Hello Larry, are you ready for today?" Larry said "Nicole, I asked you not to call her." I said "Larry, Helga and I had today set for shopping already. When you asked me, I could not ask Helga not to come. Besides, she will be more objective and can help you better." Larry thought a bit and said "She was the one on your Mayday party that did me the most." I said "She likes you Larry, and she can help you more than I can. Besides, you like her as well, and she excites you." Larry looked like he was about to burst. I told him "I can see it in your eyes and your actions. You like her and want her. That is good, but I would not care if you went for Hedi or Henry." Larry said " What about Howard Nicole? Oh I see, you like him. How bad is it?" I said "Oven Mitts." Larry "Smelter's Gloves as far as Helga." I was right. Larry fell in love with Helga. Oh well double dating was fun and made things easier when it came to hitting the clubs. "Mom this Nicole. Larry is falling in love again. This time is with Helga Hessman. I hope they work out. Howard Hessman asked me out to see the local production of Cats. He is even getting tickets for Larry and Helga. Larry offered to pop for dinner for all of us. Larry has it bad and that is good. Call you when I get the chance. Love you, bye Nicole. " Larry under Helga's teachings became a near perfect gentleman. Laurie however was becoming a lady. As a gag on Howard, Helga had Larry made up as Laurie. Laurie had cooked dinner, set the table, and served dinner for both Howard and I. I went along with it, just to see how far it could go. Laurie was an excellent maid. After dinner and dessert, Laurie cleared the table and did the dishes. Howard said "Nicole, where did you find her? She could work for Dad in his Steak House any time. "I did not tell him a thing. What ever Helga was teaching Larry, it was working. Larry was working and I was not seeing his name on any police reports. The next day at work, Bobbie and I stopped in at the Ye Old Irish Inn. Larry was in the kitchen and Wild Bill was in his office. Two customers were giving the waitress a hard time. Larry came out the kitchen at the same time Bill came out his office. Neither Larry nor the customers saw Wild Bill. Larry did get the customers out with out a fuss... Then he let the waitress take a break and compose herself. Wild Bill said "Good work Larry. Take over out here and I will run the kitchen. Sue can work the other section." Larry said "What about the two people that left?" Wild Bill said "Since they left without a lot of trouble, nothing. If they come back and cause more problems I will bar them. I am getting old. Larry if you keep this up, I might make you a manager." Larry said "Thank you. Sis would be proud if she saw me right now." I was behind him and said "I did Larry and I am." Larry blushed. Bobbie said "If you keep this up, I will see if the Department can hire you. Say how did you hurt your leg?" Larry looked even more sheepish and said "Helga has me doing yoga and meditation. Plus dance lessons. I can dance modern, but she has me learning Ballroom, Jazz, and Ballet." I was hard pressed not to laugh. I could see in my mind's eye Larry and Helga dancing. I could also see Bobbie was getting the same thoughts. She had more control than I did. Our order was to go and when we reached the patrol car Bobbie did Helga in a German accent. "Larry. Can I have this dance?" I went "Yes you can." Bobbie said "Good, I will lead." We almost died laughing. I got home and I was beat. I sat down. Larry came in with some white wine and gave me a glass with a carafe. Larry sat down on the floor between my legs. He removed my shoes and propped my legs on his shoulders. He started to massage my feet. "Thanks Nicole for not laughing in the Irish. I know it was funny, but thank you anyhow. Dinner will be ready when you want it." The doorbell rang. Larry answered the door. It was Bobbie. Larry went and got a glass of wine for her and said "Can you stay for dinner?" Then he restarted to massage my feet. Bobbie waited for a short time, then said "I am glad you are being nice to your sister. But if you excuse us this is work related issue. It is a case and you can understand why you should not know until it is proper time. And yes I will stay for dinner Barry is out of town on a work trip. I will just tell Mark and Mary Lu." Larry just nodded and said "I will leave you ladies with the rest of the bottle. Call me when you are ready for dinner." I heard the T.V. in the kitchen turn on a low volume. It was a hockey game. Larry loved hockey. Salem State was playing a team from the Syracuse area. It sounded like a tight match. Other than hearing the ref being called a Flavin MooshBagger and being blind, Larry was quiet and would tied up for awhile. I cannot tell you of the case, for it was a big one. We settled that one fast, and Bobbie saw the fact that I looked beat. She said "Nicole, are you O.K.?" I responded with "Yes I am. I am just burned out and Larry given me foot massages felt good. I wonder if Helga taught him that? "Bobbie then noticed a few photos. Some of King Kong. Some of Godzilla. One of a cat and dog, that were pets when I was a small kid. Bobbie asked "Whose pets were those?" I said "Both of ours. Grandpa gave Larry the dog and me the cat after my dad left us. Both were on the pound's death row when we got them. Larry called the dog Godzilla or Ziller. He would refer to the cat as Kong. He loved those old monster flicks. I called the cat Mr. Buttons, but the cat liked Larry and would come to Kong. The cat and dog would sleep at Larry's feet. They bonded with him. They did like me, but would follow Larry. I thought it was because he would feed and take care of them. One day my mom put both of them down. My Grandpa was angry with that, but allowed mom her choice. I never understood why." Bobbie said "I loved those old monster flicks myself, but there is something about that cat and dog I remember. It is an old tale, but if I think of it, I will tell you." I found out later that Bobbie knew that tale; she just did not want to upset Larry or I. When she did tell me, I understood Grandpa's anger. I also forgave Larry for everything, but understood mom's views. It still did not stop the hurt, but made it easier to bear. Well on to better things. Larry seemed to stand taller. He also walked with both poise and grace. The talent show was near. Bobbie was upset that she could not compete. They wanted her to host the show as an MC. I told her "That's because you are so good, they want you to do your stuff and let the rest have their time in the spot light. They only get five minutes. You get the whole show. You introduce everything and everybody. Then you get to put your thoughts on how they did. Plus you can do it in whatever person you like and get more laughs than if you did a sketch. It would be for you totally adlib and a challenge for your skills." Bobbie said "You can't be serious. They must want something more." I came back with "How many times did you place or win? They must want some fresh blood in there with a seasoned pro as a guide." Bobbie thought for awhile and said "Maybe your right. Or maybe because my Aunt is in charge and Wild Bill is giving his grounds as the stage they think I might have an unfair edge. The judges are picked at random at last minute by the mayor. He or she must draw them out of a blind box. The mayor gets to be the head judge, so if even I did compete, I still have to wow the judges and the crowd to win or even place. I always gave back the prize to Wellman Clinic so they get to use the cash. Shoot, if I took all the free dinners I won, I could feed the station house for a day. Anyone or any group who placed got a free dinner." I said "Whatever the reason, you still got a hard job and you can make it look easy." Bobbie said as Fonzie "Correctamundo." Bobbie and I went to the kitchen. I asked Larry "What is for dinner?" He had salad on the table with some more wine. Soup was on the stove simmering. He said "I have mashed potatoes and bean casserole in the oven staying warm. Steaks can be ready in five to ten minutes. Bobbie, how do you like your steak? I know Nicole likes her's Medium Rare and I like mine rare." Bobbie said "I love mine rare as well." Larry turned on the stove's grill and let it get hot and turned on a non stick skillet. He put two sticks of butter in the skillet along with twelve ounces of white wine and teaspoon of garlic powder. Added some asparagus spears and covered the skillet. He placed one steak on the grill. In a few minutes he added two more. He placed the soup, casserole, and potatoes on the table. Then he flipped the steaks. He used some tongs and placed the asparagus in a dish and set them on the table. Bobbie noticed there were no dinner plates, but she found out why. Larry kept the plates in the upper oven. He put each steak on a warm plate and served Bobbie first and me next. Then he poured us some Merlot. Damn, but he was good. Bobbie said "Do you eat like this every night?" Nicole said " No, normally once a month. But every now and again when there is a minor holiday or when one of us does something really fantastic. Larry saw our looks at the Irish today. He was thanking us for not laughing. He did not plan on you, but took the chance anyhow. I would have told you in the morning at work." Larry piped in "If I did this every night, Nicole would have to go on weight control. Or she would have to grow as tall as Howard Hessman." We all broke out in laughter. My left foot was sore so when we went into the living room, Larry simply restarted his massage on it. I was beginning to wonder on what Helga was teaching him. Bobbie saw it too. I just said "We will talk tomorrow. Larry get some rest and I will do the dishes. You have to go to work early tomorrow. " The next day at work, I was talking to Bobbie "Larry has changed. Five months ago when Karla dumped him, I cleaned his room. I found his pillow wet and his old Stuffed Godzilla doll. He was afraid of slipping and he wanted to grasp anything. Three months ago, when Helga started seeing Larry, Godzilla was back in his box and Larry's room was neat as a pin." Bobbie came back "Are you afraid of or for Larry?" I said "I am afraid for Larry. He needs something in his life. I know he is entered in the Talent/No Talent Show and wants to sing. Yes he can sing. He has a good touch for the Blues, and some country. But right now he is so fragile. Your Uncle has helped him almost as much as Helga. Old Bill should have been there when dad left. I remember the time, when Larry would try twisting my leg instead of massage it. He is good at that. If he was not my brother, he could almost win my heart with those massages." Bobbie said "Foot massages? There are a lot of female cops out there who are their feet all day. Larry could make good money by just serving the ones who work here. He could buy any house with in a year." I said "That's if the male cops would allow it." Bobbie went "They would in a heartbeat if they knew how good it felt at the end of a long day. Well there was one I know who would go for it. He worked Vice and was my training partner in my rookie year. He saw my foot wear and told me to get combat boots or cross trainers. I was wearing issued duty shoes. The foot wear he told me about was better and more comfortable. He also told me when he did Vice; he pulled undercover work as a female before they would let a real woman do the work. He was forced to wear high heels and he knew how we felt after wearing them. He also knew that women could do more than paperwork and metermaid. He passed on two years ago and at his funeral, his pall-bearers were all former women partners of him. He did more for the women police officers than any other male. His wife in tribute to him set up a scholarship for women who want to work in law enforcement. We have four candidates this year. You want to help pick from them and help with the fund raiser?" I said "That sounds good; I know what it means to pay for college. I still owe for the next eight years. The way Larry is acting lately, I would bet he would help. I have a real problem though. Sgt. Smithers. He gives me every lost child case. Whenever we get a lost child in the station, I am called in to baby-sit the kid until a parent shows up. I might be good watching a child, but can't he get anyone else to do it? It feels so stereotypical." Bobbie said "You look like the girl next door and you project trust to kids. That is the main reason you are called to watch the kids. Sgt. Smithers is a good father to his children and would ask you to baby-sit for him if he thought his kids needed babysitting. He noticed the way you felt and asked me to talk to you about it. He feels since he can trust you with his own children, he can trust you with others." I said then "Wow! I just did not want to be taken for granted. I owe him a big one." Bobbie said "No you do not. You had a concern and placed it in the right manner without embarrassing yourself or anyone else. You acted right. He would tell you that himself. But if you feel you still owe him, give him a box of good cigars. Berings are a good choice without being outlandish." I said "Okay but can you tell him that a friend gave me five Cubans and if Frank wants them, they are his. He got them legal when he was in Canada on a work related detail. My friend likes Cohibias and his wife makes him smoke them outside." Bobbie said "That is a great deal, except Frank loves the same brand as your friend. He will still like the thought. " The Talent No Talent Show came. Helga helped Larry into his outfit. He was wearing a long demin skirt and a light blue sweater. He put on a long haired wig that matched his normal hair color. I wished Larry luck as I helped him with his make up. I saw the songs he had picked. Jackie DeShannon's 'Put a Little Love in Your Heart' and 'What the World Needs Now' along with Loretta Lynn's 'Coal Miner's Daughter'. Great songs for the most part and sure to keep the judges happy and wow the crowd. Bobbie told me the crowd's reaction counts to the final score. I still think he should have went for the Blues. Larry has a good voice for the Blues and is a natural at it. His Rap tries told me so. Well the show was a hit as normal. Bobbie drove the crowd nuts with her vocal impressions. Larry won. I felt happy for him. A Rap Group that signed up got fourth place. Wild Bill just 'ate' three free meals. Larry as Laurie dedicated the win to his grandparents and wanted them to have the cash. He acted like a schoolgirl on her first date. Then Larry as Laurie said "I have to go back to work, I want to thank the gal who is covering for me. God Bless you all." I heard two marriage proposals. If they only knew. I heard a high pitched scream. I raced to the area I heard the scream from. I saw Bobbie, Wild Bill, and Jo Friday from the Salem Police head in the same direction. I drew my gun. I am made to pack a gun on my off time. I do not like it. But since I have to pack, I use a Glock 25. It will place a large round in a three shot group at One Hundred Yards in space that a nickle would cover. I thought if I have to use it, I want to drop the bad guy hard and fast. I know Bobbie loves a 45 Long Colt Six Shooter. I hit the spot at the same time as Bobbie and Wild Bill. Sgt. Friday came in was a step behind us. Bobbie held me back and let Sgt. Friday take charge. Belle Starr had to restrain Wild Bill. The two who gave the waitress a hard time six weeks ago had came back. They won fourth place. They raped one waitress and Larry. The third member said he would tell all and did not care if they killed him. He was afraid of Belle. He claimed he did not want that witch hunting him. I went to Larry. He was saying one thing. He kept saying "Ziller, Ziller!" He was crying those words. I reached Larry. He saw me and said "Nickkie help please." I hugged him. I felt a little guilty. As much as I ever wanted Larry to feel pain, I did not want this. Larry despite his ways, did not deserve this. I knew he was hurting and bad. Larry had tried to stop the James Boys. Larry broke a champagne bottle over Frank James's head. The bottle was full and unopened. Jessie James had raped Larry. Bobbie held me until she could take my gun. She told me "I don't blame you. But we got them dead to rights. Help your brother." Larry was catatonic. The ambulance came and took both Larry and the waitress to the Wellman Clinic. I am not allowed to say her name. Larry kept crying "Ziller." Sgt. Friday was with Larry. Bobbie drove me home. I went Larry's room. I picked some cloths for him as well as some night wear. I also picked up his Godzilla doll. I found later, I did the wrong thing for the right reason. Bobbie then drove me to the Wellman Clinic. Doctor McCoy had seen both Larry and the waitress. She put them both in separate exam rooms. I gave Larry his Godzilla doll. He seemed to calm down. Because of the Wellman rules, Dr. Nelson was called. Dr. Nelson ripped Godzilla from Larry. Larry went berserk. Jim Bridgers, the Head of Wellman's security staff said "Gee doc, who taught you bed side manor Dr. Mengala? That kid is wound tighter than a three dollar watch and did you have to hurt him?" Dr. Nelson said "She is a nut case and is faking it!" Jim said "That is a guy and a client. Treat with respect." Jim looked to me and said "I can fix the doll, just tell your brother Godzilla's bandages can come off tomorrow afternoon." Right then a cat walked in and leaped to Larry. All that Larry wore except his wig and breast forms was taken from him. The wig and breast forms were put onto a bag with his name. He looked like he was wanted really cry out. The cat calmed him. I asked "Who owns that cat?" Jim said "No one. The cat is a stray that came here. He is drawn to the children who are here. I named him Jose. That is short for Jose Cuervo. When he was a kitten, he looked like a tumbler full of tequila. Now he looks like a bottle." I saw when Dr. Nelson tried to talk to Larry, Jose would growl and hiss at Dr. Nelson. Dr. McCoy took over and the cat purred. Dr Leana McCoy said "Your brother will be fine in about a month. He just has to get himself back on track." I saw that Dr. Nelson was removed from the Wellman staff and sent to be the doctor at a prison. That cat helped Larry more than I did. I also found out which 'Ziller' Larry was calling for. Two of the James boy's broke jail. They went hunting Larry. They snuck into the Wellman Clinic. That in of it self was a feat. Jose Cuervo hit the chicken switch in Larry's room and took out Jessie. Frank was pinned and locked up by Virgil Earp. Virgil was a guard on duty at the time. Virgil gave Jose a raw beef steak. A week after that, I wanted to see Larry. I was told he went fishing. Larry never went fishing. Jim took my brother fishing. Jim left his cell phone number and his pager number with the Wellman Secretary and Belle Starr. Belle took Larry's hurt away. Larry acted like a five year old still. Virgil told me as well as Hedi Hessman. Hedi said she would act as Larry's lawyer if needed. Hedi made me in charge of Larry's affairs until he could tell Hedi not to. Hedi liked Larry, but saw her sister loving him. Helga on the night that Larry was raped, had to be tranked with an elephant gun. After that she sat with Larry every chance she got. Jim is one of the few people that could give Wild Bill trouble. Jim would rather fish than fight. If Jim had to fight, it would take a tank to stop him. He also served with both Belle and Bill. When I got to the Wellman Clinic, Larry said "Nikkie, look at the fish I got. They are din din tonight." The fish were ten good sized trout and Larry was right. The fish could make a meal. Five meals in fact. I told Larry "I will clean them and you can have them when you get home. I will even do French Fries. "I did not mind saying that. Larry went from a mind set of a 5 year old to a 10 year old with in a week. Larry said "Thanks Nikkie." Jose purred at Larry's feet and ate two sea lampreys. The DEC wanted to clean the lamprey eel out. If they let Jose alone, he would have done it. I knew when Larry went to be a teenager, he would be trouble. Or at least chase half of the nurses. In this case it was not true. Jim and Virgil allowed Larry his rage and with their guidance. I forgot that Larry never had a father. Larry should have met one or both of them sooner. The day before I was take Larry home I was called to the Wellman Clinic. Hedi was there along with Wild Bill and Belle. I was told that since Hedi was Larry's Lawyer, she needed to be there. I was needed because I had the power to act for my brother. Virgil Earp sat us all down with coffee and doughnuts. He passed us each a copy of a file. The file concerned my brother Larry. I found out he was raped before. A serial pedophile moved into our area. Our pets attacked the rapist. Godzilla the dog and Kong the cat attacked the rapist. Mom put down Godzilla and Kong to prevent Larry from being harmed from the rapist or his next of kin. She did not want a law suit. Even if she won, Godzilla and Kong would have to be put down. Larry was calling for his dog. The dog that helped him before. Ziller broke a chain that meant for logging to help Larry. Kong just went through a plate glass window. Larry's abuse came from the need to attack to prevent harm. He started to crossdress to hide from that harm. Larry's fear hid all that. I felt sorry for Larry because he could not talk about it. It hurt too much. I also found out that our dad was in prison. He wanted to do his time and get back to mom. Larry's first rapist and dad met in prison. Dad finished at Websterville what Ziller and Kong started at the cost of his life. When I picked up Larry he saw two travel kennels in my car. I told him to look inside each one. Wild Bill talked our landlord. Our landlord allowed the use of pets in our house. Our landlord was willing to sell it with the rent paid to date as a down payment. In one of the travel kennels was a puppy. The other was a kitten. I told Larry their names. I called them Godzilla and Kong. Larry smiled and cried. I also told Larry he had to see Wild Bill. William Robert Bruce Wallace (Wild Bill's real name.) had bought the brewery. Herman Hessman was a partner. They wanted Larry to be the BrewMiester. I told Larry "BrewMiester or BrewMaven. They don't care. Just brew good beer. They even gave you a private office and bathroom." Larry only asked "Can I take Ziller and Kong with me?" I said "I will check with the health code, but I know Bill and Herman would not hold it against you. And if the health code won't allow it, I am only a phone call away. This is a help button. Push it and I will be there with the Marines. Or Helga will come with her brothers." Larry said "Thank you Nikkie and thank everyone else for me please." Helga who came with me said "Thank them yourself. I know you can do it. Dad turned the fish you caught into Trout Almondean. I am serving baked potatoes with bean casserole. We are having a Thanksgiving type meal tonight." Larry cried tears of joy. Well Larry is brewing some mighty fine beer and is healing. I am full Deputy with the Salem County Sheriff's department. Ziller and Kong are with Larry. I swear they know where they can go and cannot go. The brewery is also rodent free. They also like Hega and Hedi. Helga wants to marry Larry. I don't mind that. Now I have to go back to work and catch the bad guys. Peace. Nicole Sargento. Belle Starr here. Peace to Nicole and her family. Peace to us all.