The Show

Was this the good show that Carroll talked about? Rose moved a small stool over, so I could have a better view through the window. David was so angry that his shoulders began to tremble. "You, you, you, you, Bob, don't you know that Kelly has a fiance? How can you do this? You ruined her!" I looked at Rose. "It's really a good show." "Yes, you would be the one on the bed if Mr. Carroll wasn't so insightful." "Is Lily the plotter?" I asked. Rose nodded. "Yes, she is." "Who is the woman on the bed now?" I craned my neck to see the woman on the bed. Bob wrapped the woman next to him with a quilt. "I'm sorry, David. I've loved her for years. You know that." "Love her? Like this?" David stomped his feet and then punched David. "When I met you, you were only six years old. I thought you had the righteousness rare in the poor districts. "However, you did such a shameless thing." Kneeling on the bed, Bob let David beat him. "I did nothing wrong. Kelly is not happy, so I help her out." "Kelly i