A Calculated Demise
Chapter One
When Bonnie Pinkwater arrived at East Plains Junior/Senior High Wednesday morning, a
cow stood in her parking place. To be fair, the cow didn't know it stood in Bonnie's parking
place. The spot didn't have her name on it, although what that would have meant to a Guernsey
was problematic. Unfortunately, the space represented the last remaining faculty parking place.
Bonnie hung her head out the window. "Give me a break, Ruby. I'm running late."
Ruby gave a look that could be interpreted either as "How you doin'?" or "That's nice, dear,
don't bother me." Milk-cow body language being the inexact science it is.
Frustrated, Bonnie exited her car. She snatched up an egg-sized piece of granite. "I'm
warning you, Ruby. I've had a bad morning, and I'm in no mood to take any bovine crap." She
hefted the stone, feeling its weight and taking a bead on the bony rear end of the cow.
Unfortunately for Bonnie and fortunately for Ruby, one doesn't just toss rocks at a friend's
backside even if that friend weighs nine hundred pounds and gives milk for a living. "You are
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