I went back home dejected I would not be able to go out and party. I decided to spend the small change I had at a grocery store. It looked pretty dim when all I could do for New Years was buy a little stew meat for my ongoing simmering feast. Coming out of the store I met Rosie. She was quite young and after listening to my dilemma invited me to join a party with her friends. I jumped at the opportunity. We drove to Saint Catherine’s and joined with a bunch, younger than I by several years. It did not matter, they liked to welcome in the New Year with the same sort of revelry as I was accustomed. At the end of the evening I offered Rosie a ride home. On the way she disclosed her distress.
She had just that day come from Toronto where she underwent an abortion. She did not want to return to her boyfriend’s apartment. Apparently, they were not together on the decision to end their pregnancy. I offered to let her stay in the house I was working on until things cooled down. For a couple of days she rested there until her boyfriend came and retrieved her. I t seemed they would patch up their difficulties. As a token of gratitude, Rosie left me a large Ruby set in a silver ring. At the same time, the family employing me continued with their efforts to get me to change my mind and stay on. I had already moved into my truck,, but was having trouble completing the break. I told them I would go away for the weekend and have an answer upon my return.
Monday as I drove up, Neil, the family spokesman stood at the doorway. He asked me if I had any idea what went on here that weekend. I wasn’t there and had no idea. He informed me that when they arrived a young girl named Rose and her boyfriend Ron were in the house in the midst of conducting some sort of Satanic rituals. Dog feces was spread about the whole house and graffiti was scrawled everywhere. They had been taken away by the police. When first questioned, this young couple claimed I gave them permission to enter. The fact that they gained entrance by breaking the front door exonerated me. However, Neil finally announced that, “ It is probably best that we break our work relationship now.” I agreed, saddened by the circumstances that brought about our dissolution. He reiterated their offer to let me keep my stuff in their basement and invited me back after my travels were finished. He indicated, there may even be more work for me after the current fiasco settles. I thanked him and after checking that my belongings I was leaving behind were secure, I mounted my van and headed off to Kingston, Ontario to discern my direction. I felt a slight discomfort in the finger sporting a Ruby ring that had previously been Rosie’s.