Status Updates From Cat & Vivian

Lance to Vivian: "You a wake-and-bake type of lady?"

('bake" = weed)

I did it all for my daughter, and that is the truth. The objective truth, as opposed to any false truths you're forced to tell to make a story end the way it needs to. For the good person to win, turns out, the good person might need to do bad things.

Sweet little Jackson running along the dock to shore ... had Collin really named his dog after Vivian?

[Vivian's last name is *Jackson*.]

Vivian looked at Cat, no longer Mrs. Grant, sitting next to her. Cat's headband had fallen out while they had walked along the beach. Her dark hair curled around her face, making her look younger than her forty years.

Cat said, "I miss being your age. I'm even too old to be your sister."

You'd never see a local at Paula Deen's famous restaurant, The Lady & Sons, however. Anyone who lived in Savannah for more than a week knew there was a better lunch buffet for half the price at Mrs. Wilkes's Dining Room a few blocks away.

Fear turns to rage in the end. Fear always turn to rage.

"I'm taking over a case from Nana. You remember she was a private investigator?"

"The bad husband buster of Savannah and environs! Of course I remember."

~~~~~

"I can ask Bruce if he has an opening for a waitress if your career as a private investigator doesn't pan out. I'd love to see Miss Tulane University Valedictorian strapping on an apron!"

blueberry potato banana bacon pancakes ... !

"Blueberry, potato, AND banana?"

Vivian nodded.

"And bacon?"

"Crisp bacon, please."

"In the same pancakes?"

"Yes."

You heard me - Savannah, a wh0re of a city, all wet & lush, lying about, waiting to be taken.