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Date Posted: 05:50:30 08/17/03 Sun
Author: Wanda
Author Host/IP: 216.51.254.249
Subject: Second Generation - Part #37

PART #37

When Boudreau made the announcement of Lucia accepting his marriage proposal, Catherine and Lenore clapped their hands. Bow walked over to the couple and gave each a hug. He told Lucia, “Welcome to the La Faye family.” She laughed; and said, “Just a moment, this is just the announced engagement. You’ll have to wait awhile to make that official.” Catherine said, “Well, this is certainly a good cause to celebrate.” Lenore said, “It is cause to celebrate, but I wonder if we could postpone that until later. I am exhausted.” Lucia looked at her mother; and said, “I think that is a wise idea Mother. I am tired as well.”

Catherine led Lenore to one of the spare bedrooms; and both she and Lucia prepared for bed. They knew they must be up early for they were to leave by nine o’clock. Lenore said, “Lucia, this has been a bittersweet day. I am so glad the day came to a close with something sweet happening.” Lucia gave her mother a hug, and said, “Everything is going to be all right Mother.” Lenore’s eyes filled with tears, “Oh Lucia, I wonder if this will ever be over for us. I have been thinking of the news getting out that your father is alive. There are people who will do what they can to see that he is killed. I don’t want to have to live with the thought of his death being my fault.”

Lucia knew her mother was hurting because of all that had happened. She said, “Mother, listen to me, Daddy chose this life a long time ago. He left the life once, but again chose to go back to it. He has known the risks involved; don’t ever think any of this has been your fault. Whatever happens has been because of the choices Daddy made.”

Hollingsworth drove over to Alfonso’s apartment. He was fuming as he drove, and was ready to give him a piece of his mind. He figured Alfonso decided he was not going out, and went to bed. Well, he would find out what happened when he disobeyed Hollingsworth Deverall. When he reached the apartment he saw that Alfonso’s car was gone. So, he had gone out after all. He must still be at Anthony’s Bar and Grill. Hollingsworth drove to Anthony’s and found Alfonso’s car in the parking lot. Anthony’s was closed, and there were no other vehicles around the building. Something was not right. Where was Alfonso? He saw cars approaching, and realized the cars were police cars. Something had definitely gone wrong. He took off, and saw that the cars were coming towards him. He decided if they wanted a chase he would give them their heart’s desire.

Hollingsworth was an old hand at dodging policemen. It brought back memories of his mob days back in Pennsylvania. He laughed loudly, “No policeman has ever been able to catch me, and you’re not about to be the first.” He increased his speed, and was soon out on the highway. He could hear the sirens in the background; but he was convinced he could outwit and outrun them. He said to himself, “There is no way these policemen are going to put me in lockdown. My life would be over if I had to go to prison. There are too many of the men from the old days there who would know me. Hollingsworth again increased his speed. Looking over his shoulder to see how close the police cars had gotten to him, he missed seeing a large lumber truck pulling onto the highway. He crashed into the side of the truck, and his car burst into flames.

There was a loud knocking on Bow’s front door. Catherine sat up in bed, and said, “Bow, someone is knocking at our front door.” Bow got up, and grabbed a robe from the chair. “Bow, be careful we don’t know who is out there, and it is very late,” she said. Bow stepped over to the window, and saw flashing lights. “Honey, it’s the police,” he said. Catherine got out of bed, and walked over to the window. She said, “This cannot be good. I wonder what has happened now.”

Bow left the room, and went downstairs to open the front door. A policeman said, “Mr. La Faye, we were sent out here by the Police Chief to give some information to Mrs. Deverall. We understand she is staying here for the night.” Bow asked, “Do you want me to get her?” The policeman said, “Perhaps you should tell her. It might be easier for her if you told her that her husband was killed in a car crash tonight. He was trying to outrun the police, and crashed into a lumber truck. The driver of that truck was also killed.”

Bow told him he would give the information to Mrs. Deverall. He said, “Tell the Chief of Police that it will not be necessary for Mrs. Deverall to meet with the people who were going to give her safe passage out of here in the morning. I imagine she will be returning to her own home.” The police officer assured him he would pass on the information. He returned to his car, and drove away.

Catherine had come to the foot of the stairs, and heard the conversation. She said, “Oh dear I hate to have to give that information to Lenore.

Lenore had come out of her room when she heard the voices; and she said, “Catherine, you won’t have to give me the information. I heard what the police officer said.”

Catherine walked up the stairs to where Lenore was standing; and said, “Lenore, I am so sorry you had to hear that.” Lenore said, “Catherine, I think this is the way Hollingsworth would have wanted his life to end. He would not have lasted long in prison; and I would have always felt guilty for him being there. I didn’t do anything to cause this tonight. He chose it for himself.”

To be continued...

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