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men’s
ears.”
    Karma laughed.
    “Yah, I started young.”
    Harry said,
    “Hell of a coincidence, isn’t it? I
mean you and Lenea being sisters and all. Winding up in the same
place.”
    “Not really. Like I said Joe Sharky’s
stomping grounds are here and in New Orleans. There are few with a
real gift in the city. In all they belong to one of four families.
My mother’s side and my father’s are two. That makes it a fifty
percent chance of running into Lenea.”
    Harry asked,
    “How does John Dean fit in? Her
lover?”
    “I have no idea. He was always there
with my uncle Ramone. He’s about my age I guess. Maybe the fruits
of one of Ramone’s conquests? My uncle was quite a lady’s
man.”
     
    Harry checked out the cabin in Hockley
again and found it was still empty. He went home and found Karma
and Sandy in an engrossing conversation. It was the first time
Sandy had let down her guard near Karma. It was getting late and he
was hungry.
    “Let’s go to Orangeville and we’ll grab
a meal. I’m buying.”
    “Of course you are. You’re the only one
with money,” said Sandy.
    They took Sandy’s Chrysler 300. It was
the most comfortable with air to cool a hot summer
night.
    They went to Kelsey’s and Harry
couldn’t help but order their salmon steak, his favourite. The
women both ordered a pasta dish of some kind. Definitely not food
for a man. Harry considered it pre-menstrual food for
women.
    While they waited the women had a rum
mix and Harry had a whiskey.
    The guy sitting alone at the next table
kept eyeing Karma. He finally came to their table and
said,
    “Looks like you got one too many women.
Mind if I join you to equal the odds.”
    He was looking at Karma when he said it
so she replied,
    “We’re just friends out for a meal
after a really hard day.”
    The man was drunk. He must have had his
fill before he came here. They didn’t serve anyone the amount of
alcohol needed to get anyone inebriated in this particular
establishment.
    “All the more reason for company. I’m
entertaining, fun, and friendly.”
    Harry had enough.
    “Take a hike pal.”
    “No need to get riled buddy. I’m trying
to be friendly.”
    Harry saw a wet spot form on the guy’s
trousers. It grew and urine dripped on the floor. The stranger eyed
the stain then ran to the washroom.
    Sandy laughed.
    “Your doing, Karma?”
    She had a naughty set to her eyes then
laughed. Harry couldn’t hold back a chuckle or two even though he
knew how embarrassed the man must have felt. He would rather have
punched the guy in the face rather than have him piss himself. It
was a guy thing: one man against another. There were
rules.
    They ate then returned home and chatted
the rest of the evening.
    That night Harry waited for Sandy to
come to his bed. She didn’t so he got up and looked for her: In the
washroom, downstairs, and outside. He finally went to Karma’s room
where he knocked on her door.
    “Come in.”
    Harry asked,
    “Have you seen…”
    There were two beds in the spare
bedroom, one on either side of the space. Karma was in one and
Sandy in the other. Sandy had the look of orgasmic torture all over
her face while her body heaved to a rhythm only she could hear.
Karma winced then smiled. Harry knew she’d put one of her sex
spells on Sandy probably at her request. Why else would she be
lying in Karma’s room? Harry backed out and shut the
door.
    “What the hell,” he whispered to
himself.
    Had Karma just stolen his
girl?
    He stood a moment wondering if possibly
she could hex him as well.
    “Nah.”
    He went to bed but it was some time
before he fell asleep.

Chapter 16
     
    The following morning Harry rose early.
Sandy came to the dining room, a smile pasted all over her
face.
    Harry couldn’t help it.
    “Talk about cheating. You and Karma
last night.”
    Sandy shot back.
    “I wasn’t cheating. We never touched.
Just a couple of girls having a pyjama party. You’re jealous. Admit
it.”
    “Pyjama party? You