Mr. Kitley rang his bell furiously, foam shooting from the corners of his mouth. Katelyn ran into the room with one hand on her heart the other in the air."What is it Father!? What's wrong!?"
Kitley began jabbering furiously while still ringing the bell. The foamy spit and words mingling together into a lost concoction of madness.
"Father, Father!" Katelyn yelled as she grabbed the bell from his shaking hand. "In the good lord's name what's going on here?"
Walter continued to make the bed ignoring the scene completely.
"It's...IIItttt's Walter! It's Walter, he's gone mad!"
"Mad?"
"Yes, yes, yes he is going to cut my head off show it to a telepathic panda bear and make millions, millions I tell you! Then he is going to feed my face to the lions! He told me all about it just a moment ago!"
"Father! what the hell are you talking about! Walter?"
"Can we speak outside for a moment Ms. Katelyn?" Walter said calmly with a slight peppering of concern.
"Yes, Walter" Katelyn said, a little shaken, the pounding of her heart clearly visible in supple pressure of her cleavage.
"NO! No, don't leave me alone Katelyn!" Kitley pleaded.
"It's fine Father, I'll be right outside the door. Please Walter, come this way."
"Yessum" said Walter leaving the bed undone.
The two made there way out of the room, first Katelyn then Walter. As Walter closed the door he glared back at Kitley with a demonic little smile then, click, the door was closed.
"What is going on, Walter? Is he ok?"
"Well Ms. Katelyn..." Walter's voice became low and serious, he took her by the hand and cast his eyes to the ground.
"He has good days, and he has some bad days too, today, ummmm might be one of them bad days."
"OH Walter!" Ms. Katelyn began to cry and collapsed into Walters caring arms.
"It's OK, it's Ok, child. He gonna be alright, I'll see him through this. We's gonna go to the zoo today and see his favorite panda bear, get us some fresh air it's gonna be alllllllriiiiight."
"But, but, didn't he say he was afraid of the panda bear?"
"You just leave everything to me Ms. Katelyn, he gonna right as rain by tomarrah, I promise you that."
"Ok Walter, see to it, please. I have to go lay down now, it's time for my medicine."
"Yes, yes Ms. Katelyn you have yourself a good rest."
"Thank you, Walter."
Katelyn made her unsteady trek up the long staircase for her long medicinal nap. Walter watched her drift up the stairs like a ghost and knew the minute she was in her her room she would have the door locked, medicine cooked and shot. She would be out for hours. Mr. Kitley was easy prey.
Tune in next week for the shocking conclusion!
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