I Called Three Investigators to My Nephew’s Birthday Party

not.

She said, “Why didn’t you tell us what you really do?”

I kept slicing.

“You never asked.”

She flinched a little at that.

“I ask about work.”

“You ask if I’m still busy.”

She had no answer.

For a while all you could hear was the cheap plastic knife dragging through cake board and some cartoon song still playing from a forgotten speaker by the hedge.

Then continue reading …