Chapter 5 – Entry #43

“Aunt Zizi had a premonition. It started the minute I walked out the back door onto the beach. She immediately pushed her way through the crowd to the porch, but by that time, I was out of sight. As it happened, she started walking up the beach in the wrong direction, but her head began to pound. She immediately turned around and started running in the opposite direction. Even though that cretin had his lips pressed on mine to muffle my cries, Zizi heard me whimpering and that’s when she came up behind him and swung the bottle of beer.”

“Did you ever find out what happened to him?”