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I was cooking now, and the officer was following attentively, so I finished the story "Anyway, she knoit We had a picnic lunch and took a walk But when I got back, it was gone!" I rubbed aze linger on me for a few seconds, then he turned to his screen and read the report "Yeah, soraet it"

That was a relief My story fit with his, and he didn't ask any difficult questions This meant that I'd soon have the panda and be on my way I could relax

Unfortunately, it wasn't over yet, and waiting gave rew short, and I had to s an involuntary cry that bubbled up from somewhere deep I plainly wasn't suited to this kind of work anymore Who ever heard of a con artist as afraid to con?

Twostuffed panda in his arauging whether or not he knew that it was more than a toy But all he did was mutter, "Recovered," click his computer, and hand me a form to fill out I exhaled slowly and let my worries fade

Naturally, when I filled out the forave a fake address in Glendale I even had a phony driver's license that supported this lie, if he asked for it One of five fake licenses I'd had back in the day, all of thes when I was a kid, and I still see to come out here, I'd touched-up Daisy's license to make it current

Butthat was always true My first name does start with the letter "D" I'm Dee Kirkland And believe it or not, I was intentionally nale letter, so I could play con games more easily

My foster ht it up when she was young, and she used it herself, shortening her name to Bea She reasoned that if her real nale letter, then she could choose any fake na a con As Bea, she could call herself Betty, Bonnie, or Barbara Then, if she accidentally ran into someone who called her "Bea," she could explain it as a nickna This wasn't a problenals we could give to tell theave us extra protection from our school friends and from other acquaintances who didn't knoe were