I’m embarrassed to tell you that Frankie’s attempt at extortion succeeded. Thanks to an anonymous reader, he struck it rich this afternoon. Unfortunately, the money’s already gone to his head.
Frankie immediately demanded a bigger tank, and said he’d pay for it. He promised to tip me “a fin” if I were a “good girl,” driving him to the fish store so he could choose his new home. He insisted we start feeding him a regular ration of advertised products with a banner proclaiming “Frankie’s Favorite Fare,” in case anyone considered kicking more cash his way.
Ron and are mortified. Frankie’s already started laundering the money, to familiarize himself with the term “filthy lucre.” Please, readers - no more! Frankie’s greed is our shame.