People keep asking me who the other little old lady is. She must remain a mystery. Linda is her alias and she has used it many times to stay out of trouble. If I say anymore, I may blow her cover. As it is now, I may have to move to Boise and lose myself in the big city and also change my name if I can find someone to marry. And find a new dentist who hasn't read my book. My requirements for a husband are simple. He doesn't even have to be tall. I'm only five foot two inches myself. Linda helped me come up with this: Wanted: Single, white male; non-smoker, no drugs, no addictions of any kind, no serial killers, no bald heads, no hard-of-hearing unless he wears a hearing aid, no stubborn men need apply. We then decided to be more positive. Wanted; SWM Over five foot two, drug free, addiction free, hair on head, must roller skate and read. Must not wear floral boxers. False teeth must fit. No plaid Bermuda shorts with white socks and black shoes. More about Linda. She got called for jury duty a third time, believe it or not. When the question went out, "Does anyone here have a problem with anybody involved in the case" Linda chimed right in, "I don't like that lawyer. He sold us down the river." Bingo! She was gone. You would think that by now she would be blacklisted or something and never summoned again. |
