blue bag-part ten

She could not bring the money out and look at it. She didnt know when Buddy would be home. He had run down to the hardware store. She put a load in the washer and took a package of hamburger out of the freezer. Maybe she could get Buddy to barbecue later. Maybe if she just pretended everything was normal and there wasnt $10,000 of stolen money sitting in their hall closet, everything would be fine. She was staring at the hall closet door. She went and opened the door. She pulled the blue bag out of the suitcase and laid it on her bed again. She counted it again. It was all there minus the $200 that was still in her wallet. She remembered back to two days ago when she thought money was all she needed to solve her problems. It hadnt solved anything. She had a whole new set of problems. Mandy heard the car. She stuffed the bills back in to the blue bag and shoved it under the mattress. Buddy was his usual chipper self. She never could understand how he could wake up in such a good mood. Mandy was not a morning person. I got the part to fix the toilet. I told you I would. He said as he walked past her flashing the part. I remember you told me that you were going to fix it three weeks ago. Mandy told him. Ok. Ok. It is being fixed. You better be nice to me. Us plumbers get a boat load of money for coming out on saturdays. She was so glad she had him. She almost told him about the blue bag. Almost