Fletch's Moxie
“Edith Howell stated at breakfast.
“What Katz?” asked Sy Koller. “Sam Katz or Jock Katz?”
They were crowded at the white iron framed glass table on the cistern in the backyard of The Blue House. Moxie had not yet come down to breakfast.
“A riot out of control one morning. People throwing rocks at the house. Bopping poor Stella with a bottle. Why didn’t you call the police?”
“Jock Katz always barked,” Sy Koller said. “He barked all the time.”
“A police raid this morning, at da...wn. They came right into my bedroom while I was sleeping! I threw my aspirin bottle at the damned cop. Hit him, too, right on the cheek.”
“Sam Katz never barked. Sam was a pussy cat.”
“And they yank John off and charge him with being in possession of medicine, or something…”
“Are you saying we were raided by the police this morning?”MoreLess
“What Katz?” asked Sy Koller. “Sam Katz or Jock Katz?”
They were crowded at the white iron framed glass table on the cistern in the backyard of The Blue House. Moxie had not yet come down to breakfast.
“A riot out of control one morning. People throwing rocks at the house. Bopping poor Stella with a bottle. Why didn’t you call the police?”
“Jock Katz always barked,” Sy Koller said. “He barked all the time.”
“A police raid this morning, at da...wn. They came right into my bedroom while I was sleeping! I threw my aspirin bottle at the damned cop. Hit him, too, right on the cheek.”
“Sam Katz never barked. Sam was a pussy cat.”
“And they yank John off and charge him with being in possession of medicine, or something…”
“Are you saying we were raided by the police this morning?”MoreLess
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