I did find a red Porsche

From The Everywhere Girl Diaries – a work of fiction

First week of March, year one

Dear Diary,

I’ve been thinking more about studying abroad – maybe something just for the summer.  I’ve talked to some people here at school and have been researching a bunch online.  The USNEI (US Network for Educational Information) has a great site for students who are coming here.  If I do end up going somewhere, I hope I can get as much good information as they provide.

All this research has taken quite a bit of time that I didn’t really have.  I’m also getting ready for our next debate, studying, and trying to keep Mr. Mallard calm.

He’s really stressed out about this Butler Motor’s thing. Mr. Butler has been less than cooperative with the police because he thinks their presence is scaring away the customers.   Nobody really knows if he’s had any previous dealings with Spectrum, but Mr. Mallard says most businessmen in town have. Apparently they’re often reluctant to admit it or, at the very least, to give specifics.

I was at Butler’s three times over the weekend.  I’ve really gotten good at pretending that “Daddy” is buying me a car, although I had to make up a story about why I didn’t get one for Christmas, just in case they remembered me. I was hoping I’d get the same salesman as I’d had in December and then maybe I’d remember where I’d seen him before.  He wasn’t there on Saturday, so I asked for him on Sunday.  He was easy to describe and I remembered that his name was Chad.

Chad apparently doesn’t work there anymore.  The salesman even let it slip that he’d left abruptly.

I didn’t see anything really noteworthy on my visits, but I did find a red Porsche I like.

I think Mr. Mallard might be staking out the place at night.  He’s kind of grumpy and I think he must not be getting enough sleep.