Fly: Welcome back, Zcooter. Many of uz were left wanting to pet your furry back by the end of our lazt interview. Az you made uz realize, we totally adore catz!
Fly: Erm, zorry?
Kathi: I said, Woof!
Fly: I believe that’z the wrong chord, Zcooter! Pleaze note that we’re live and airing now - not an ideal time for identity criziz.
Kathi: Dear Fly, I’m Rags. Rags the dog.
Fly: You mean, Kathi az Zcooter the cat az Ragz the dog?
Rags: Just Rags, thank you.
Fly: Alrighty then! Ragz, dear, lovely to have you here. How are you and what did you do to Zcooter?
Rags: Well, he’s alive and well. In a different world and rather enjoying the reception he has received thus far through Lost & Scared.
Fly: I noticed. 5-ztar reviewz to begin with, zpeakz volumes. But tell uz about yourzelf.
Rags: I belong to a different family - one that begins with far more tragic experiences. You will read about it in The Wrong One.
Fly: Indeed. A mozt tragic beginning az I can recall. Who can forget the brutal murder of a mother juzt when her water breakz, the cold-blooded murder of an entire family before little Lyzza’z eyez and a vizibly frozen Kyle before the toddlerz are taken apart by Ztinky and hiz men! My foremozt queztion on thiz note iz, why the added torment?
Rags: A painful day, that. Many years have passed. Little Lyssa was my pet. She was a birthday gift from the men and women who worked for her daddy. It was my job to protect her, but I failed. Even worse, those men shot me, made it impossible for me to do my job. I was so heartbroken when my pet, Lyssa, vanished that I couldn’t bark like a real dog. I could only yip. Most embarrassing for an animal such as myself. But I knew my Lyssa would one day return, for Kyle promised me that we would bring her home.
Fly: We obzerved the drug-maker dad from a cat’z perzpective. Now we watch with horror the three armed men kill an entire family. Iz the dominant evil your way of vizualizing ztoriez?
Rags: I relive that night all the time. But I can’t show anyone how badly I feel, for Kyle needs me. He blames himself, for being a coward. But he’s not. He is a very brave young man, a wonderful second pet, who will always do what is right.
Fly: Truth be told, there’z zomething very amuzing amidzt it all. Zcooter was zcared off by the "pop-pop-pop" of zomething in his toilet. Here, little Lyzza is zcared by the "boom-boom-boom" of a gun! You have zuch a playful focus on zoundz amidzt violent zettingz.
Rags: Perhaps a writing trait. In some stories. only though It is the way of some humans. They are mean and steal the happiness from those around them. Their very existence is to make people feel pain and sorrow.
Fly: You zaid you were a cat perzon. And here you are a heroic dog. What’z with the zhift?
Rags: Ah, but I am a cat person. I am also a dog person. My pets rely on me for protection, therefore I am what I need to be when the situation warrants.
Fly: Zo what and who iz next in line?
Rags: Rumor has it Shane and Keri might get two new protectors for their now happy home. A cat and a dog. Rumor also has it they shall return with a new story soon.
Fly: We look forward to it, dear Rags! You can Woof now.
Fly: Or maybe juzt relax and enjoy the oncoming zummer. Thankz again. We leave with an excerpt from The Wrong One.
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Four-year-old Lyssa Winders landed with a thump on her living room floor. Her bottom hurt from the hard wood, and her head ached from all the yelling and shouting she'd been hearing. Nothing made sense. She just wanted this to stop.
Her parents, Auntie Keisha, Nana Brandy, and Grandpa Monty kneeled in front of her. They had their hands on the back of their heads, and they looked very scared.
"Gonna talk now, Jack?" the stinky man asked. He had carried her out of the safety of her bedroom and dumped her on the floor. "Or do I hurt your kid?"
Stinky jerked Lyssa to her feet. She couldn't run. He held her tight in front of his nasty smelling body.
"She's just a baby," Daddy said. "Don't hurt Lyssa. Let her go. She won't tell anyone anything." He stared at her with scared eyes. "Right baby? You won't say anything." She nodded, and her daddy faced Stinky. "See, she agreed. Just let her go."
"Nope." A man near her laughed.
She turned her head and saw her puppy. Rags crept out from behind the sofa. His tail stood straight in the air, and he made growly noises in his throat.
Lyssa swallowed hard. Rags couldn't come any closer. Stinky had a gun. He had a horribly tight grip on her shoulder.
She looked around the room and saw two more bad men. They both had guns. One was Quiet—he hadn’t said anything. The other's voice was low and growly.
Giving names to the bad men didn't make it any easier for Lyssa. All she wanted was her safe bedroom, and her best friend, Kyle Tinker.
"Please?" Mommy begged. "Leave Lyssa alone. She didn't do anything to you."
Her fat tummy stretched out like one of her play balls, like Auntie Bec's had done at the Freedom Festival. They were both going to have babies. Auntie Bec was at the hospital right now so the doctor could help her baby come out of hiding. Mommy wasn't supposed to have her babies, a boy and a girl, Erich and Erin, until next week. Lyssa gulped.
Who will stop the bad men if Mommy and Daddy can't?
"No one leaves," Scary said.
He scowled when she stared at him. His eyes had no expression, and he held the gun like he wanted to make it go boom-boom-boom all over the place.
"Tell us where the boy is," Scary said. "Give us Kyle Tinker. We'll let you go as soon as we have him."
His low laugh made her think that he wouldn't let anyone leave. She started to shake very hard.
Where are you, Kyle? Where is help?
A boy's face appeared in the window of her living room. His eyes were wide with fright. Lyssa looked away. Kyle was still here, and the bad men wanted him. She had to make sure that no one noticed him, or he might get hurt.
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