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as many calories as
the aerobic exercises. One that did was boxing, but one day I did a little more
boxing than I should have and my arms were sore the next day.

Chapter Seven
     
     
    For most of our adult lives, Lou and I have had the
same hobbies. I love watching old TV comedies. My favorite two shows were and
are I Love Lucy and Hogan’s Heroes. Lou surprised me one year
with a DVD player and the entire first year of I Love Lucy on DVD. Over time, I acquired all the episodes available from both shows, as well as some episodes
of other of my favorite classic comedies.
    Lou, on the other hand, has been a puzzle guy. Lou’s
always been puzzling, but his hobbies include both types of puzzles, crossword
and jigsaw, plus some other types of puzzles found in books, like logic
problems. Most of the time Lou has spent at home, he could be found working
some type of puzzle or reading a classic novel. Until Wii Fit entered our
lives, neither of us attempted any exercise greater than the effort it took us
to get out of bed each day, which on some days was quite an effort.
    When Lou and I entered semi-retirement, we added
another hobby, only this time both of us added the same hobby. Both of us have
always been fascinated with solving things, so when we learned that there was a
bookstore in Hilldale devoted strictly to mysteries, Lou and I headed over to Scene
of the Crimeto check it out, and we returned home with thinner wallets.
    Because both of us left the store with an armload of
books, we became as big of a hit there as we were at the Blue Moon Diner.
Myrtle Evans, the elderly owner of Scene of the Crime , smiled when she
learned that her newest customers were big spenders. As we returned to
replenish our stock by picking up new titles to try, she learned a little about
us and what our tastes were like, but we never let on that we were police
detectives. Anyone who knows anything about mysteries knows that there are many
types of mysteries, and many mystery fans prefer one type of mystery to
another. While whodunits were our favorites, we ventured out from time to time
and tried other types of mystery authors. This was easy to do at Scene of the
Crime, because each section and room identified the type of mysteries it held.
    It had been several weeks since Lou and I had finished
our most recent murder investigation. That amount of time off had given us
ample time to pare down our stack of unread books. When I mentioned this to
Lou, he was as eager as I was to go shopping.
    We opened the door of the Scene of the Crime, causing
the bell to ring and Myrtle Evans to look up from where she sat on her stool
behind the counter. I could almost see the drool dripping from her mouth and
the dollar signs registering in her head.
    “I’ve been expecting you boys.”
    “We’re getting that predictable?”
    “Well, let’s just say that the other day, during one
of our slow times, I thought of the two of you and figured you’d be back in
soon. I took the liberty to choose some titles for you.”
    She got up off the stool, and searched the shelf
behind her, where she had put two, large, shopping bags full of books. One at a
time she lifted the bags up onto the counter. They weighed more than something
a woman her age should have lifted, but she had both bags on the counter before
either of us could assist her.
    “Now, if you boys don’t want any of these books, I
understand, and if there are any more you want, feel free to look as you
usually do.”
    “You’ve always steered us in the right direction
before, Mrs. E. I’m fine with these if Lou is.”
    Lou and I always bought the same books, and we read
them in the same order. Since we read at roughly the same pace, it gave us an
opportunity to talk about each book as we read it, much like we do with each
murder investigation as it goes forward.
    Lou nodded to me that he was fine with her selections
if I was, so I turned to Mrs. Evans.
    “No, Mrs. E., you’ve always steered us