Saturday, October 20, 2018

Rings, Son, $$$, Khashoggi, Driving

Happy ending--Fiorella found the missing rings. She'd bound them together with a twisty from her bread loaf and hidden them in a little pocket in her purse. Whew!
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Now that she's back home, Fio's finding it difficult to settle into her usual routine (organize yourself, Fiorella!), but Son is making it easier. He's good company,  an electronic genius, and has fixed everything in sight. Cross your fingers--Fio is hoping he can also show her how to post pics on her blog.
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Fio just got the credit card bill for the month, the bill that includes the charge for the new heating system, and the only reason she's not collapsing from a heart attack is that she keeps reminding herself that she can take the full amount off her income tax.
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The minute she heard there was a bone saw involved, the macabre mind of Fiorella knew what had happened to Khashoggi and the order in which it had been done--fingers one-by-one, arms, legs, head. But what caught her by surprise was that the killers had headphones on and were listenng to music the entire time.
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Every time an impatient driver honks at Fio when she's indecisive, she wishes she had a rear-facing horn to honk back.

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