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The Continuing Adventures of Sleuth Douglas” or, “
Prezzies!”
Bowing to pressure from his family, Sleuth reluctantly takes a job in Law Enforcement. He feels much put-upon. {No, Sleuth is not the dramatic sort. It’s just his artistic temperament. Would you expect a visionary to be happy working as a snitch at the cop shop?}
Sleuth: Only until I get two opportunities, then I’m quitting!
James: Aye, that will be just fine.
Sleuth feels a little better when he sees the coming-of-age presents his family has for him.
Christie, Ms. Bookworm herself, buys him the library.
Rhett and Wimsey buy him the Dharma spa. Now that they are both elders, it will be nice to go for a massage regularly, knowing that the profits will come right back to the family.
James says, “Time you had a faster car, young Sleuth” and buys him this:
What’s that troglodyte doing? Get away from the headlight, you!
Sleuth gives Jenna a present:
Pam was right, those boots really have to go.
Jenna gives Sleuth a present by saying yes. Or maybe not such a great present. It seems that when Jenna had her birthday and became a young adult, she took on the Hot Headed trait. And the sly minx cleverly concealed it from the household until after she moved in.
Jenna, dear, can you say “mid-life crisis”? Hurry up with those happiness points!
Editorial: Is there something bad in the water of this town? All the young females I’ve been able to find have severe multiple personality disorders - they‘re all evil, inappropriate, and every other negative trait you can think of. Even with her hot-headed and slob traits, Jenna is the best of the lot. (And she’s the only one Sleuth has shown the slightest interest in). Wimsey had no trouble finding a mate with good traits - she had her pick. Christie didn’t do too bad, but the pickings were slimmer. And now - sheesh! If this continues, Generations 7 and 8 are going to be counting their blessings that they don’t have to find mates.
