What was taking her so long?
He’d phoned Kate to see if Pearl had been in contact, which he knew was very probable and Kate listened without reprimand to his cooking confession.
Kate parked outside Hamper’s Mall, she arrived early being road blessed by green lights most of the way.
Pearl said nothing, her body slumped over in the passenger seat.
Teddy stopped pacing, his cell phone vibrated in his jean’s pocket, a call was coming through.
“Hi it’s Kate.”
“Not here yet but I’m early ….and you have a big apology to deliver Mr!” scolded Kate.
Teddy knew his apology would be forthcoming and his first words would be " I’m so so sorry Pearl."
Where was she?
Why had Pearl not arrived yet?
He had become more proficient at pacing since Pearl had slipped out his front door earlier in the evening.
The brown sedan pulled into a driveway and the driver pressed the remote control for the garage doors to open.
Pearl roused a little from the drugs that had been injected into her and in her confused state she grappled at the door handle.
“No you don’t missy” said the woman.
Strong male hands gathered Pearl up and carried her inside and issued instructions for the woman to ditch the car.
Pearl focused slowly on a face in front of her. She knew that face, she’d been to his place for dinner.
“I’m so so sorry Pearl” said Teddy.
The kitchen was ready for his other kind of cooking spree that he partook in but he’d wait for his sister to come back once the car was sorted.
He didn’t like dining alone.
© K S Hardy 2012
There was no oyster after all.