I Woke Up 11 by M.P. Arsent
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I dived to the side just in time as the van roared past me. I tried to get another pic of the van showing the license plate. It came out all blurred,but the first one was sharp enough for identification.
"It's a blue van and on the move! Headed west towards you Aaron!"
"Den are you ok????"
"Just a few grass stains that I am sure Mrs Ohanlon will be giving me what for over."
"Spotted him! Got the license!"
"Send it to me!"
At that moment I saw a black and white at the corner and I flagged it down. It was Officer Pembrose.
"Dennis, what the hell?"
"I think I can give you a lead on your robbers. Circumstantial only but it might get things rolling."
"I'll make real cops out of you yet."
"Don't hold your breath on that one"
I gave him a description of the van and I resent the pic of the license to his phone.
"Merry Christmas Officer Pembrose and I hope you get those SOBs. I intend to keep looking for them around here though."
"I think you might have just served notice on them Dennis. Just may have made the neighborhood to hot for them,but thanks for trying."
By this time Karl and Aaron had converged on me.
"You guys better watch Dennis,I think he may well turn into a loose cannon."
"And just who should we blame that on Officer Pembrose?"
We never heard the answer as a radio call came through and Officer Pembrose took off.
"Well I think we can well call it a day guys."
The three of us jogged back to my house where I could see that Mrs O Hanlon had arrived for the day.
"Well you boyos are back early today. I've not got breakfast even started."
"Then I guess we have time to shower. Come on Karl. Aaron we'll see you the day after tomorrow. Have a good Christmas."
"No you won't,I'll see you tonight for carolling."
"You too? Is Roland coming as well?"
"Oh hell no."
"Later."
Karl and I went in for a quick shower and when we were out Mrs Ohanlon would have bacon just about done and eggs ready for the pan. Breakfast was over and done with fairly quickly.
"Karl,something occured to me a while ago. I don't remember any of the music for the caroling tonight. We need to rehearse or something."
"Alice can help us with that after she gets home from school. I think they only have a half day today."
"Speaking of School,how the hell did you get so much time off from college?"
"I set it up with the administration when I got there last fall. I've been keeping up online in the odd hours that I'm not with you."
"You had better not let your grades drop on my account or I will be pissed with you."
"Don't worry about it Den, I'm good. I will have to go back a day or two early so I can make up my finals,but not until after New Years seeing as it falls in the middle of the week."
"So is there at least anything printed for the music so I can at least start working on the words?"
"Well we have the song books at home just like always. We could go over to my house and you could start looking at them."
Before I could answer the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it Mrs Ohanlon!"
When I opened the door It was Officer Pembrose who would be standing there.
"I wasn't there I have witnesses."
"Goofball. of course you were there. I just wanted to let you know that van of yours wrecked and the guy who was in it is spilling his guts. We should have the others wrapped up in a few hours. The Chief wants you three to come down to the station about 5 for a press conference."
"Please give the Chief our regards,but no. We didn't do it for the recognition,and besides my evening is already planned and locked in."
"He isn't going to be happy about that. Can he at least use your names?"
"Just have him refer to us as concerned citizens. That's all we need."
"Well we can't force you I suppose. The Chief will just have to make the best of it I guess."
"Wish him a merry Christmas for us."
"The same to you guys. Later."
Officer Pembrose turned and left and I closed the door.
Karl stood there looking at me.
"What?"
"It's just that you never cease to surprise me. Going out and putting in the effort and then not taking any credit for it."
"Was I a glory hound before the accident?"
"Well, no but you didn't mind taking the credit for stuff you did if it was offered."
"Guess it must be some kind of side effect to the amnesia. Or maybe now that have I a few bucks,I just don't want the recognition and the hassle of every Tom,Dick, and Harry over here with his hand out."
"I suppose that does make some kind of sense. Shall we get over to my house?"
"We had better if I'm going to have any chance of learning that music before tonight."
"I wouldn't worry. You've always been a quick study."
"Let's hope so."
We walked into the kitchen and told Mrs Ohanlon where I was going in case she needed me.
Through the back gate and in through Karls backdoor and we found Gert in her kitchen.
"Well there the two of you are. What are you up to now?"
"Dennis needs to go over the music for tonight. He doesn't remember any of it."
"Oh dear!"
"Relax mom you know how fast he picks things up and Alice can help when she gets home. We'll be ready tonight."
"Well I certainly hope so dear. Well you best get to work. I'll have lunch ready for noon."
Karl and I went to their den and dug out the songbooks that we would be using that night.
"Karl,just as a matter of curiosity, where do we go to sing?"
"It varies from year to year. Dad organizes 3 or 4 groups and the nursing homes and retirement centers who want us to come give dad their names and he draws them for the different groups. We usually hit 3 or 4 places each."
The next few hours were spent going over the words and Karl had been right;I learned them fairly easily. Now putting them to the music was another question.
"Lunch is ready boys!"
Karl and I made our way out to the kitchen. Lunch would be cold roast beef sandwiches and chips. There was a small tv on.
"And now for your news at noon. You may remeber just the other day that we reported that a young man filled a Toys for Tots bin in one of our local malls. Well today the coordinator of that program reports that contributions not only for the city,but for the entire state are up over 30% over last year. The young man wishes to remain anonymous,but we here want to thank him and wish him the merriest of Christmases."
"Please no more!"
Gert would reach over and turn the tv off.
Alice and Bobbie soon came into the house and after they had their lunch,Alice Karl and I returned to the den and Alice sat herself down at the piano and we got to work.
A few hours later and Karl was satisfied that I wouldn't embarrass the group tonight.
I was about to go home and change for the evening when Stan came into the house.
"Well where did we draw this year dad?"
"We got the Carter Assisted Care Center, Bennets Retirement Home and...."
"Don't you dare say it dad."
"You guessed it, Rustic Acres."
Not only did Karl groan,but so did Bobbie and Alice,one of the few times they agreed on something apparently.
"Do I want to know what all of the groaning is about?"
"You might as well,you'll find out soon enough. The folks at Rusty Acres are all,well what is the best word for it? Lusty I guess would have to cover it. We aren't getting out of there without some cheek or other getting pinched,if you get my drift."
"So they have a bit of life left in them. Is that a bad thing?"
"I suppose not,but it drives me up a wall."
"I don't like it either. It's embarrassing."
"It was all I could do not to slap Mr Anders last year. I swear I'll deck him this year."
"Alice!"
"Well geez mom let him pinch your butt then."
"All right that will be enough of that! Dennis we'll see you at 6. Shirt and tie please."
"Sure thing Stan. I had better get going if I'm going to be back here at 6."
It was out the back door and through the gate,and into the kitchen where Mrs Ohanlon seemed to be just finishing up supper.
"Well there you are boyo. Your timing is gettin better. Now eat up as I understand it you've a 6 oclock deadline."
"Quite right. So do you. Everything that can wait until after Christmas will wait and I want you on your way home to your family before I leave the house tonight."
"But...."
"No buts about it. You deserve your time with your family just as much as anyone else."
"Yes sir."
I ate rather quickly and was on my way to shower and dress when the doorbell rang.
"Now what?"