Twenty Two
As Karen, Judy, Polly and Tammy were carrying Alan back to the lodge Lollie was moving closer to Donatello.
When she got within 50 feet she said, "Hi Donatello I was just going for a quiet stroll. I thought I was alone out here, care to join me?"
"Stay away or I'll blow your fkn head off!" replied the startled gunman.
"It sure is a beautiful evening, why spoil it?"
"It's already spoiled. It's too late now!"
"Bullshit! The past does not equal the future."
"What do you mean?"
"You heard me."
"Well no one will accept me now!"
"Sure they will," said Lollie as she moved closer "have you got your laptop?"
"Hell no!"
"Too bad. You could go to my web site and then you'd understand."
"Understand what?"
"You got about 4 different alarm clocks going off."
"That's true," he said.
"You need to hit the snooze button on those suckers and calm down for a minute. Give yourself some peace of mind to think things out."
"What the hell are you talkin' about. I don't have radio alarm clocks. I got the wind up kind. There is no snooze buttons they keep ringing til they drive you crazy."
"This is gonna be tougher than I thought...." Lollie said to herself.
"Oh shit Donatello I had that kind too. I used to take them and throw them against the wall. One time i missed and it flew out the window and knocked my goat out. I didn't have milk for a week; it was a bitch! Don't stay mad, use it, then lose it.... common and join the party."
"I don't know, I'm more comfortable acting like an angry man."
"Sure, that's what you tell yourself. Common now, throw that rifle in the lake and come over here and give me a big hug."
"Why do I do this. Why am I so disageeable and jealous and irritable, and negative and and and..."
"That's easy man. There's nothing wrong with you."
"There isn't?"
"Hells bells, not a damn thing that a little "Chicken Soup for the Soul" won't cure. Someone broke one of your rules that's all...."
Well, before long ol' Donatello was sitting next to Lollie out in the woods eating some peanuts that she had stashed in her pocket while at the party; she was cracking them and ol' Don was eating them right out of her hand. She would stroke his hair with one hand and toss the empty shells over her shoulder with the other. After they ran out of peanuts they walked back to the lodge with their arms around each other as Donatello alternated between laughing 'til his sides ached and then crying like a new born babe. And ya know what? By time they got to the large log cabin with the huge brick fireplace he might as well have been a babe because Lollie had in one half hour turned the attempted murderer into a sweet little puppy dog just by explaining a few simple truths about the human condition to him.
