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The Iron Law of Zoology: Politics Can Be Fun
The Iron Law of Zoology: Politics Can Be Fun
The Iron Law of Zoology: Politics Can Be Fun
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The Iron Law of Zoology: Politics Can Be Fun

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Best friends Arabella and Elizabeth Ellen have great concerns regarding the direction our country and culture is heading. They need answers. When their attitude changes from Theres nothing I can do to We have to do something, they begin their journey to find answers. On the way, they have a great time as well as difficult situations. They invite you to join them.
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Release dateMay 19, 2012
ISBN9781468560381
The Iron Law of Zoology: Politics Can Be Fun
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Jane Parks Titus

Best friends Arabella and Elizabeth Ellen have great concerns regarding the direction our country and culture is heading. They need answers. When their attitude changes from ‘There’s nothing I can do’ to ‘We have to do something”, they begin their journey to find answers. On the way, they have a great time as well as difficult situations. They invite you to join them.

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    The Iron Law of Zoology - Jane Parks Titus

    PROLOGUE

    Go to hell, Elizabeth.

    No, I know you don’t mean that. And I will be back in the morning with a gift for you. We have been best friends way too long to fight about something over which we have no control.

    You know I can’t resist a gift. See you in the morning.

    Next morning

    I’m sorry, this is not wrapped, Arabella.

    Elizabeth, if you had treated me as I treated you, I would not even speak to you.

    But I understand where you are coming from.

    Tell me. Because I have no clue.

    That will involve time. Let’s go to the Flamingo later, where we do all our serious talking.

    Great idea; I will mentally prepare myself. But first: I am curious to open this unwrapped gift. Arabella anxiously takes the gift from the plastic bag. She becomes emotional.

    A journal. a beautiful, dark-red, leather journal with classy paper. I am overwhelmed. Thank you so very much. You do know me. I will begin writing right now.

    You do that, and I will meet you down here at five for a night at the Flamingo.

    Dear journal,

    You are now my second best friend. Elizabeth will always be first.

    I would like to start writing about that tragic day I was born.

    CHAPTER 1

    "Doctor! Doctor!

    Doctor Edward Doctor stops his singing of Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got a Lovely Daughter. He quickly puts the baby in her crib and rushes to the bedside of Mrs. Brown.

    O’Malley! Code blue, stat!

    Megan O’Malley, RN, pages code blue. They arrive in no time.

    *    *    *

    Nurses notes some time later:

    Patient bleeding profusely. Crash cart team here. Patient not responding.

    Unable to obtain BP or pulse. Respirations ceased.

    Pronounced dead by Dr. Edward Doctor at 2:13 p.m.

    A tear falls on the page. O’Malley watches it absorb into the paper. She makes no attempt to remove it and says, Tough.

    *    *    *

    Thus begins the life of the lovely, now motherless, Arabella Brown.

    What else will the world have in store for her?

    CHAPTER 2

    Ten years later…

    Hit the ball, Arabella.

    She couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn if it was falling on her!

    You are the biggest pile of poop on the planet, Billy Baloney.

    "You know it is Maloney. And you should not talk that way to someone who will soon be your relative, Arabella."

    What the hell are you talking about?

    Your father and my Aunt Sophie are getting married. That makes us some kind of cousins. Maybe kissin’ cousins.

    Yuck. my father would never remarry—and especially not to anyone related to you.

    Ask him.

    She throws her bat at him, misses, and runs off into the field in tears. The tears turn into sobs as she nears home. As she enters the house she hears her father on the phone, When am I getting married? Funny you should ask. Sophie and I got married two weeks ago. No, I have not told Arabella yet, but I know she will be as happy as I.

    Arabella takes the stairs two at a time, slams her door, falls on her bed, and cries uncontrollably.

    Robert Brown, having little idea of his daughter’s emotional state, enters her room and says, Arabella, I am sorry this is the way you learned about the marriage. But it is the best thing for both of us. You will now have a mother and two stepsisters.

    I am not Cinderella!

    They will be moving in this weekend. I expect you to treat them with respect.

    He leaves the room and closes the door quietly. Arabella throws a pillow at the door. There is no sound, no reaction.

    Okay, Arabella Brown, this is your new life. You live with it—but, God, it is not fair. Please help me. I know we have not talked before, but it is time now, and how I need you.

    She is angry, but she has a sense of calm. She says aloud, "I will talk to you again and will have questions. I will expect answers. But thank you for being with me. I know I have to deal with this. And I will. But now, dear journal, I have to meet Elizabeth. I am anxious to hear what she understands about me.

    CHAPTER 3

    They arrive at the bar. John waves to them and points out two seats together. He brings them each a glass of red wine and they exchange pleasantries. He leaves and for a moment they are both uncomfortable.

    Arabella states, Okay. Let me have it. I am prepared.

    This is tough. It has to do with your political thinking.

    Go ahead.

    Can you promise to not react, but to consider reality and think on your own?

    Of course.

    Here’s an important question: you come home one day and go to your cupboard to get a plate. They are all gone. No dishes and no glasses. What do you do?

    I scream, call 911, call you, the super, all my friends, and every lawyer in town.

    Why?

    Because I have been violated.

    Second scenario. You come home, go to the cupboard, and see there is one plate gone. What do you do?

    Nothing. I would not even notice.

    Right. This is the important part. Arabella, please be patient and understanding. You have a magnificent mind. No kneejerk reaction—promise?

    You have me worried, but, yes, I promise.

    Hold my hand. Arabella takes her hand and covers it with her other hand and says, "Elizabeth, whatever you are about to say, I know you have given it much thought.

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