But we didn’t want to be seen skulking around there in the dark, so we dropped off a drunken Opal at her house and went our separate ways. I went straight home after picking Pandora up at the bookstore. She was none too happy and proceeded to glare at me sullenly the entire ride home. She did not like being locked in the bookstore because there was no cat door for her to escape from. Driving home, I had the feeling someone was following me, but I took a side street and the car drove by. Just paranoid, I guess. When we got home, Pandora plopped herself in front of her food bowl and stared at me until I found a can of tuna in the cabinet and popped it open. “Sorry, I know you like to be fed earlier but I had important business.” I put a little tuna in her bowl to appease her, but she still looked at me with accusatory eyes before digging in. I leaned against the counter with a fork in the can of tuna and thought about what I had learned earlier. It had taken me a while to get over the shock of seeing Gus dressed up and playing the piano, but now that I thought about it, I realized it was quite a coup.
