Journal - Day 11 (Or:...What Was My Name
Again? Ah, That's Right...Mrs. Goofy...)
D-d-d-d-daddys back, R-r-raine (H-Yuk). The words
sent a chill down my
so familiar, and now
I spun, knowing what I would see in advance. Goofys big, unblinking
blackeyes bored into mine, carrying the almost plastic glaze of one
who is completely and totally insane. I drew in a quick breath. God,
how Idmissed that three-whiskered bastard.
The Tweedles were still on the floor, slapping and soiling themselves
in afit of abject fear...I was wearing kevlar
Goofy and I were
armed to theteeth, the place was wired to explode, and there was duct
tape to spare.It was just like old times. Tears formed in my eyes.
Suddenly, it was asif three long years, massive narcotics, some light
jail time, and a pile ofrestraining orders and lawyers fees
had never been.
I breathed. He was wearing the same
cologne as he alwayshad
Mindwipe. The scent seemed somehow stronger than it had thoseyears
No. I couldnt let him do this to me again. I needed to be strong,dammit,
resist the animal urges that were threatening to overwhelm me. I struggled
to remember, even as my hands independently started to pluck atmy
.something needed to give
too damn warm
What was it I was trying to remember again? I couldn't hold onto my
thoughts, they started to slide away as soon as I could label them.
.What was it
A waitress on Alices Restaurant
door-to door religion
for a smalltoady guy
No, no, but closer
.It was there, in
the back of my brain,pulling on my consciousness as I tried to rip
my gaze away from Goofyssuddenly and inexplicably spinning eyes.
The Tweedles squealed as once more they tried to get up from the Jell-osmeared
floor. Silly twits, they always had been idiots with food products.
Goofy spun me around. Whoogolly, R-r-r-r-raine
j-j-just (HYuk) for m-m-m-m-me (HYuk)? His huge,
bucktoothed leerrecalled a hotel room in Madrid overlooking the water,
room service, ascore of bewildered and mildly disgusted waiters all
bringing in caseafter case after case of Jell-o and club soda. Wed
stayed in that tubuntil Goofys fur was the color of an Irish
I gave over and went back to the Kingdom, my magical home away from
home,the place where I would never have to hear the words, Raine,
thats too tight, Human subjects approval,
or even Arent you hurting him? ever, ever
I grabbed three rolls of reinforced duct tape and threw myself into