The Other Side of the Fence

Chapter Six

Ralph held his breath, the hand holding the scissors hesitating when he heard the sound of the answering machine burst into life in the silence of the apartment.
“Hello. Leave a message and I will get back to you!” the familiar and happy voice of Vivian Fraser rang out on the answering machine.
After the beep however, Vivian’s much angrier voice continued on, “If you two bums are still in my apartment…you’ll be able to find Stan at the Ventura building on Main street. Fifth floor. ‘Account on us’.”
The sound of the receiver being slammed down made Ralph shake his head.
“That’s one angry woman,” Ralph muttered, resuming his task of cutting the saran wrap off Eddie’s head, “a lot of anger in that tiny little body. It’s not healthy.”
“Unghhe.” Said Eddie, in full agreement but still unable to talk clearly as of yet.