Daisytown Ep2-2

I've been in Davytown for two days now, and I've mostly just been reading and hanging out with Barley, who, I must reiterate, does not like cats. Something weird happened last night. A girl came to my house with a classic red wagon that was full to the brim with cats. Big cats, small cats, orange cats, black cats, and all the cats you could imagine. She introduced herself as Eleni Burke. She asked me if I wanted one of her many, many cats, and when I said no, she burst into tears and ran away with her wagon of cats. Today, I'm going out to interview different people in the town to find out some information about my missing grandfather. The night before last, when I talked to Mayor Odell, he answered all of my questions with questions of his own, and we got nowhere before I called it quits and walked home and then went to bed. So anyway, I was out on my morning walk with Barley when I ran into Leslie. Hi, Cat. How are you doing this fine autumn morning? Fine, thank you. Don't ask how your dog is doing, but I don't condone dogs. That's nice, Leslie. Mm-hmm. So anyway, what's your job in town? I'm a lo- I'm an elder, which means I'm a wise guy. My peers and I advise Mayor Odell when he has questions he can't answer or needs a party buddy, although that position is now filled by Terrence. So Terrence put you out of a job? Well, he's only out of half of my job. He isn't old yet. He can't be on the council. He would- he would be, but Eric likes to limit the elder council to three, so it's just me, Amelia, and Sam. Who are they? Others that came into town with Eric, Terrence, and I. Woof! Wait, you say that you came after high school 50 years ago? Eric looks to be about 50. Is he your son? I suppose I misspoke. Ignore my ramblings. They're those in the old person. Okay? Anyhow, hope you have a nice morning, Cat. You too, Leslie. Wait, Elnie told me that you didn't take one of her cats when she offered. She's our town cat distributor. If anyone wants another cat or needs a new one for whatever reason, then they go to her. She may only be 14, but she's a really good cat distributor. How many cats do you have? Six. Alera, Colette, Asher, Jade, Cole, and Mackenzie. Those are very specific names I'm going to forget very soon. For some reason, the names just called to me. It was almost as if someone was putting the words into my mouth, as if I was a character in a story. Mm-hmm. Oh, by the way, do you get the Day in the Town Gazette? Woof! I literally came here three days ago. Well, you should sign up. That's where I get all my town gossip, and that's where you should get your gossip too. It also helps that I run the Gazette. Because I don't have the Gazette yet. Is there any gossip I should know about? Well, I mean, the main gossip is that you showed up, and something weird happened when you did. And what was that? Well, Janie Spencer, my granddaughter, the teacher, went missing. And that's why Eleni was so close to tears when she saw you. The whole town blamed her disappearance on you. Well, except, of course, the people you met two days ago. Oh my gosh, Leslie, I'm so sorry your granddaughter disappeared. That's fine. We weren't close. Her mother was my daughter, and I never liked her dad. Sadly, they both died in a car accident when Janie was just eight. Sounds like you've had a tragic life. Meh. Woof! I'm going to see who in town will talk to me, even though they think I kidnapped Janie. All right, then. See ya. When I came back to my house to drop off Barley, because I didn't want the townspeople freaking out, I noticed a man dropping off some bottles of what looked like to be milk. Though, by now, I wouldn't know it was actually milk. Hi, sir. My name is Cat. Hi, Cat. My name is Errol, and I am the Milkman. Is that like a milkman, but worse? I think you mean better, because clearly I am a great milkman. I'm sure you are. Hey, do you have a minute? I'm looking to interview people, and you seem like the only one who hasn't been scared of Barley. Oh, is that your dog's name? I grew up outside of Daisy Town, and I have a fondness for pups. Hi, sweet pup! Are you the sweetest little pup? Yes, you are! Finally, someone normal in this town. They might be crazy, but you learn to love them. So you haven't been living in Daisy Town that long, and you're not that old, but have you heard of a man named Frederick Walsh? I don't know much about him, but he definitely lived here at some point. You should check the town records to see when he left, because he's definitely not here anymore. Thank you, that was very helpful. Of course. Did you have any pups growing up? I did. A sweet mastiff named Tara. So nice! Woof! So, I know you're new here. Do you actually like milk, or should I bring it to someone else? I didn't like it when I first got here. That's the only reason I asked. I don't like it, actually. So, if you could bring it to someone else, that would be great. We try not to waste milk. It's a precious resource. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH