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Earnest: A Fictional Narrative

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“Please, would you look at me? I am an old man, and the only thing I can do is collect cans and bottles to help keep food on my table, and I have no reason to go up there. Is there anything else I can do?” Ernest spoke so convincingly the officer believed him. Handing him a card, he said, “If we have any more questions, we will return. If you remember anything, please call us.” Convinced, regardless of what the neighbors had said, Mr. Cassidy knew nothing about the mountainside, the officer thanked him and went to his car. Ernest grabbed his keys, went out the back door, got his truck, and drove around the neighborhood to make sure no one was following him. While driving to his friend’s office, he kept thinking about the many animals they had rescued through the years and refused to feel guilty about what they did. Arriving at the hospital, he rushed into the building and down the hallway to his friend’s office, calling his name. …show more content…

“What is wrong with you,” Don asked, knowing something must be drastically wrong. “We have some major problems on the project. Do you know if the guys are still here?” Picking up the phone, Don said, “I’m sure they are, but let me check, Larry, please, come to my office? Ernest is here.” “Sure, bring them with you,” he said and looked at Ernest. “They will be here in a few minutes.” “That’s great, I need to talk with them,” Ernest said and walked around the room wringing his hands. “What is wrong?” Don asked again, but Ernest ignored him and continued walking the floor. After a few minutes, Larry and his friends entered the office, “What’s going on with you?” He asked when he saw Ernest. “What’s the problem?” Frank asked, “You look as if you lost your best

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