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All Shine Cleaning Service offers carpet cleaning Idaho Falls ID residents count on. One of the methods they use is hot water extraction, which is the only method classified as “deep cleaning.” It is also called “steam cleaning” due to the high heat of the water used to extract dirt from your carpet. Hot water extraction rejuvenates carpet fibers, bringing them back to life. Nearly all carpet manufacturers and fiber producers recommend hot water extraction to clean carpets. Aside from residential and commercial carpet cleaning, the company also provides pet urine restoration, upholstery cleaning, and rug cleaning services. Moreover, you can call on them for tile and grout cleaning, power washing, dryer vent cleaning, and gutter cleaning.

Idaho Falls Carpet Cleaning Company

Professional carpet cleaning can remove dust, dirt, and allergens from deep within the carpet fibers, improving the indoor air quality of your home or workplace. It can help extend your carpet's life by removing dirt and debris that can cause wear and tear on the fibers. All Shine Cleaning Service offers Idaho Falls carpet cleaning services that you can count on. They have the equipment and expertise to effectively remove tough stains, such as pet urine, red wine, and coffee, which can be difficult to remove with household cleaning products. Call them and they will help to keep your home or workplace looking and smelling fresh and clean.

The History of Idaho Falls, ID

The area around Idaho Falls has been inhabited for thousands of years by various Native American tribes, including the Shoshone, Bannock, and Blackfoot. The first European settlers arrived in the area in the 1860s, attracted by the fertile land and abundant water supply. The city was founded in 1864 as a small farming community, originally known as Taylor's Crossing. The name was later changed to Idaho Falls in reference to the rapids on the Snake River located near the region. In the early years, Idaho Falls was primarily a farming and ranching community, with the construction of the Oregon Short Line Railroad in the late 1800s providing an economic boost to the area. Today, Idaho Falls is a thriving city with a population of over 60,000 people.

Art Museum Of Eastern Idaho

The Art Museum of Eastern Idaho is a non-profit art museum that was founded in 2002 with the mission of providing the community with access to high-quality art exhibitions, educational programs, and cultural events. It has five galleries, an interactive art learning area for kids, a space for art classes and workshops, and a unique gift shop. In addition to its exhibits, the Art Museum of Eastern Idaho offers a variety of educational programs for visitors of all ages, including workshops, classes, and tours. These programs aim to foster a deeper understanding and appreciation of art and provide opportunities for hands-on learning and creativity.

Idaho Falls Students Feted in C-SPAN Video Documentary Competition

C-SPAN holds an annual video documentary competition for middle school and high school students in the United States. It challenges students to create short documentaries on a specific theme related to current events and public policy and provides an opportunity for them to engage with these issues, develop research and media skills, and express their ideas and perspectives in a creative way. Winning videos are often featured on C-SPAN's website and television programs, providing a national platform for student filmmakers. Click here to read more about Compass Academy seniors Petra Christensen and Addison Willis bagging honorable mention prizes in C-SPAN’s national 2023 StudentCam competition.

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Art Museum Of Eastern Idaho 300 S Capital Ave, Idaho Falls, ID 83402, United States Take W Broadway St to US-26 E/Yellowstone Ave 2 min (0.4 mi) Turn left at the 3rd cross street onto US-26 E/Yellowstone Ave 8 min (3.5 mi) Continue on E Iona Rd. Drive to E Larson Dr 4 min (1.5 mi) All Shine Cleaning Service 3266 E Larson Dr, Idaho Falls, ID 83401, United States

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On Me...or on You?

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“Dean! Table six has been waiting for almost ten minutes. And I can’t see that guy’s face, but his posture is very tense.”

“You know I suck at this, Charlie.” Dean checks all his pockets for his pen, comes up empty, then sighs thankfully when Charlie hands him one from behind the bar.

Nodding, Charlie says, “You really do. But you’re stuck. We all are, really. So go take care of the guys at table six and then go see if the rowdies in the corner need refills.”

Dean grimaces. “Do I have to?”

Charlie grins. “They’ll probably be obnoxious, but they’ll be good tippers. Trust me.”

“I can’t believe I’m working for tips,” he grumbles, pulling out his notebook.

“Just show ‘em that smile, Dean. You can’t lose!” she teases.

Dean wishes it worked that way. He really is terrible at this job. Sam–his brother–is lucky they’re close, and he doesn’t hold all those childhood pranks against him. If he was one to hold a grudge about the shaving cream in his shoes, or the saran wrap on the toilet (although really Dean feels like he deserved that one, since it was April Fool’s Day and he wasn’t smart enough to look) he’d be out of here in a heartbeat. But he loves his brother, dorky guy that he is. Despite his fascination with computers and his propensity to spend most of his free time with his nose in a book, he’s a fantastic chef, and he’s worked hard to build this place into what it is.

It’s not Sam’s fault he has one waitress out on maternity leave and had another ask for sudden time off to visit her sick mom in Idaho. It is Sam’s fault he’s got irresistible puppy dog eyes, but that’s really Dean’s problem, not Sam’s.

Two men sit at table six, and Charlie’s right, the dark haired one looks...tense. The other one, smaller, with longish, light brown hair, seems in a fine mood, though. Actually, he looks like not much could get him down. He’s–Dean blinks, then looks again. Yeah, he’d seen right the first time. The guy is sucking on a bright red lollipop.

Huh. Something new every day, right?

Dean pastes a smile onto his face and steps up to the table. “Hi, welcome to The Bunker. I’m Dean, I’ll be your server tonight. Can…”

And then his thoughts fall out of his head, because the dark haired guy looks up at him, and it doesn’t even matter that he’s glaring. He’s the most beautiful man Dean’s ever seen. Sexy hair, right on the line between black and brown, standing out in all directions like someone’s been running her–his?–fingers through it. Piercing blue eyes. And he’s not smiling now, but somehow Dean can tell he’s got a showstopper. There are faint lines at the corners of his eyes that show that they’ll just crinkle up when he smiles.

Dean wants to feel the weight of that smile.

“Do you think we could possibly have something to drink? We’ve been waiting for awhile,” the man says, and Dean’s nearly struck dumb again by his voice, low and rough and mesmerizing, even when it’s speaking somewhat angrily at him.

Unfortunately, Dean’s mouth chooses this moment to speak without permission from his brain.

“Oh, you can have whatever you’d like, darlin’.” The words pop out, dripping with innuendo, followed by that smile Charlie’d mentioned.

And then his ears hear what he’d said, and he feels the blush taking over his face.

“I mean–uh–oh fuck,” Dean says, and then he realizes he probably shouldn’t swear in front of customers either. Sam’s going to murder him.

The light haired man slurps his lollipop and then cackles. “I like this one, Cassie. You should keep him.”

“Gabriel. I did not ask for your opinion. And I didn’t even want to come here with you. If you can’t keep your...your comments...to yourself, I’m leaving now. And you can find your own way home.”

“I’ll be good,” Gabriel says, and he looks almost chastised. “You have to stay, Castiel. Trust me, the food here is excellent. And the desserts..” He looks up at Dean. “Is Eileen here tonight?”

Dean, surprised, just nods.

“I don’t know where she was trained, but Eileen makes the best desserts around.”

Finally finding his voice again, Dean says, “She got her start in New York City. She worked in some pretty high class places there, actually.”

The dark haired man–Cassie? Castiel?–tilts his head and asks, “What’s she doing in Kansas?”

Dean smiles at this, a secret kind of smile. “She fell in love.”

Neither of them has a response to this, and an awkward silence falls over the table. Finally Dean remembers that, oh yeah, he’s supposed to be working here, and he manages to take their drink orders without incident. He brings them to Charlie, slumping down on one of the barstools and repeatedly hitting his forehead on the worn wood of the bar.

Charlie, her usual buoyant self, snatches his notepad from his hand and goes about mixing the drinks. After about a minute he sits up and looks at her, and she grins. “Well, that seems promising.”

“Were you watching some alternate version of Dean Winchester? One who didn’t act like an idiot in front of a customer–twice–and ruin any chance he could possibly have with the most attractive guy he’s ever seen?”

Shrugging, Charlie says, “He didn’t slap you. And he didn’t leave. And his brother seems to like you.”

“I guess he–wait, his brother? Charlie, do you know more than you’re saying here?”

Charlie doesn’t even have the decency to look embarrassed, but of course she doesn’t really have an embarrassed face. “Maybe,” she says, smiling sweetly. “But it’s nothing nefarious. Just a little harmless...hope.”

“Charlie,” Dean says, and there’s warning in his voice.

“Gabriel comes in here a lot, okay? He loves Eileen’s desserts, I’m pretty sure he’s had all of them at least twice, and he’s pretty fond of Sam’s cooking too. He saw you one day, and we got to chatting, and he mentioned his brother, and…” She shrugs. Then she leans across the bar, grinning. “He’s dreamy, right? Just your type. And did you see his arms? I mean, he’s certainly not my type, but those are nice arms. I’m pretty sure about that.”

“Yeah, they really–” Dean starts, then he glares at her. “Charlie! You know how I feel about being set up. Not like it matters, since I already blew it.”

Waving her hand dismissively, Charlie says, “Oh, you did not. Here. Take them their drinks and tell them–while you look at Cas–that they’re on you. Trust me, you’ll be fine.”

“Cas,” he says. He likes the way the name feels in his mouth. Charlie grins.

Dean takes the tray of drinks uncertainly, but as he’s walking to the table his confidence grows. Sure, it means buying drinks for the two men, but it’ll be worth it means he’s still got a shot with Cas.

“Hey,” he says as he walks up to the table. “Sorry about earlier. I’m not–well, anyway. Let me make it up to you. Drinks are on me, okay?”

Gabriel’s smiling, and Cas seems to be softening, but then something goes horribly wrong. Just as Dean says “okay” his foot finds a spot in the carpet or a chair leg that shouldn’t be there or something; whatever it is, it causes Dean to stumble forward, and the drinks slide off the end of the tray and right into Cas’s face. He looks up at Dean, hair plastered to his head, the skewer of pineapple and cherries from Gabriel’s drink sticking out of his collar. He looks less than pleased.

“Oh,” Dean says, a horrified tone in his voice. “Oh fuck. Oh dammit I said fuck again. Oh...Ah, I’m so, so sorry. Can I...can I help?”

Cas’s gaze is almost painful. “I’m fairly certain you’ve helped enough, Dean.”

The words sting. “Yeah,” he says softly. “Look, I’ll send Charlie over to help you clean up, she’ll take care of you. I’m really–” But he looks at Cas, and his heart breaks a little at a connection missed, or lost, and he doesn’t apologize again. Once was enough. Instead he says, “I hope you’ll come back again. Sam’s cooking, Eileen’s baking, even Charlie’s drinks. They’re all worth it. The Bunker is a good place.”

He nods his head a little, waves Charlie over and goes to check on the booth in the corner. He smiles his charming smile, brings the rowdy, celebrating girls all the drinks and desserts they want, and by the time he’s finished taking care of them, Cas and Gabriel are gone.

Charlie’s right though. The girls are great tippers.

*

Dean’s warming up the next night when there’s a knock on his door. He looks up from his bench to see Charlie leaning against the doorframe, an odd smile on her face.

“There’s someone here to see you, Dean,” she says. He can’t quite get a read on her voice. She sounds like she’s hiding something, but he can’t figure out what.

He glances at the clock on the wall. “I’ll be out in ten minutes, same as always.

“You can’t come out now?”

He’s annoyed, but only slightly. “I never come out early, Charlie. It breaks the routine. Ten minutes.” He looks at the clock again. “Actually, nine now. Now get out of here so I can get ready.”

“But Dean–”

“Out, Charlie.”

She leaves.

Dean spends a moment or two thinking about the oddness of the encounter; Charlie knows his routines, and knows not to disrupt them. But then he gets back to getting into the mindset he needs, pushing Charlie from his thoughts. He’ll figure her out later.

*

When Dean steps out onto the small stage wedged into the corner of the dining room there’s a smattering of applause. He smiles and waves then sits down at the baby grand piano that fills the stage. “Hey Baby,” he murmurs, running a hand along the smooth wood. The piano’s been his as long as he can remember; he started taking lessons when he was five and he’s been enchanted by her ever since. He started singing along when he was seven, and started writing his own songs when he was ten. When Sam bought the space for The Bunker he made sure there was a place big enough for Dean to play–because that was what they did. Sam played with food and Dean played with music. This was a way for them to work together.

There are lights in his eyes, so Dean can’t really see into the dining room unless he squints, and it’s usually not all that important to him. He just lives with the music, sometimes doing covers, sometimes doing his own stuff. And everyone seems to like what he does, so he just keeps on doing it his way.

He can’t really see, so he’s surprised when just before he starts the first song, he hears a voice say, “Dean?” It’s a voice he recognizes, a voice that sends a spark down his spine.

His hands slip onto the keys, discordant notes ringing out through the dining room. “Sorry,” he says, flashing his charming grin at the room. “Just a little startled. Can you all give me just a moment?” He keeps up the smile, then steps to the edge of the stage.

“Cas?” And there he is, dark hair disheveled, blue eyes confused, sitting alone at the table nearest the stage.

“I don’t understand,” Cas says. “I thought you…”

Dean rubs at the back of his neck, an embarrassed grin on his face. “Nah, I was just helping out last night. Trust me, I’m not meant to be a server. I’m the talent. I also happen to be the owner’s brother, which is how I got wrangled into helping when two of his waitresses were out. Trust me, he doesn’t ask me often, I’m horrible at the job.”

“I noticed,” Cas says dryly.

Dean only laughs.

Cas looks at the piano on the stage, then back at Dean. “So you...play?”

“And sing. Which I should be doing now. Stick around until my break?” He doesn’t know why, he has no right to even hope, but he thinks Cas might agree.

He does.

*

THREE MONTHS LATER

“Thanks everyone, you’ve been great,” Dean says, stepping off the stage and meandering through the dining room towards the bar. He accepts compliments from several diners, offering smiles and the occasional handshake. He’s at ease among the crowd, but he’s got a destination in mind, and it’s not until he climbs onto a barstool that he feels truly happy.

“Hello Dean,” Cas says, turning to smile at him.

Dean had been right. That smile, it knocks him out every time.

He slips an arm around Cas’s waist and drops a kiss on his shoulder. “Hey Cas. Missed you.”

“You saw me two hours ago,” Cas says.

“It was a long and difficult two hours,” Dean pouts.

Cas huffs a laugh. “You were at a piano, Dean. You probably didn’t even notice time passing.”

Dean smiles into Cas’s shoulder. “Alright, it felt like a few minutes. But I still missed you.” He looks up into Cas’s eyes, says, “I’m on my break. Let me buy you a drink?”

Cas’s eyes crinkle when he smiles. “Nah,” he says, waving Charlie over. “That’s dangerous. This time the drinks are on me.”

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Dahl, Roald. “Lamb to the Slaughter.” 1953.

The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight-hers and the one by the empty chair opposite. On the sideboard behind her, two tall glasses, soda water, whiskey. Fresh ice cubes in the Thermos bucket.

Mary Maloney was waiting for her husband to come him from work.

Now and again she would glance up at the clock, but without anxiety, merely to please herself with the thought that each minute gone by made it nearer the time when he would come. There was a slow smiling air about her, and about everything she did. The drop of a head as she bent over her sewing was curiously tranquil. Her skin -for this was her sixth month with child- had acquired a wonderful translucent quality, the mouth was soft, and the eyes, with their new placid look, seemed larger darker than before. When the clock said ten minutes to five, she began to listen, and a few moments later, punctually as always, she heard the tires on the gravel outside, and the car door slamming, the footsteps passing the window, the key turning in the lock. She laid aside her sewing, stood up, and went forward to kiss him as he came in.

“Hullo darling,” she said.

“Hullo darling,” he answered.

She took his coat and hung it in the closer. Then she walked over and made the drinks, a strongish one for him, a weak one for herself; and soon she was back again in her chair with the sewing, and he in the other, opposite, holding the tall glass with both hands, rocking it so the ice cubes tinkled against the side.

For her, this was always a blissful time of day. She knew he didn’t want to speak much until the first drink was finished, and she, on her side, was content to sit quietly, enjoying his company after the long hours alone in the house. She loved to luxuriate in the presence of this man, and to feel-almost as a sunbather feels the sun- that warm male glow that came out of him to her when they were alone together. She loved him for the way he sat loosely in a chair, for the way he came in a door, or moved slowly across the room with long strides. She loved intent, far look in his eyes when they rested in her, the funny shape of the mouth, and especially the way he remained silent about his tiredness, sitting still with himself until the whiskey had taken some of it away.

“Tired darling?”

“Yes,” he said. “I’m tired,” and as he spoke, he did an unusual thing. He lifted his glass and drained it in one swallow although there was still half of it, at least half of it left. She wasn’t really watching him, but she knew what he had done because she heard the ice cubes falling back against the bottom of the empty glass when he lowered his arm. He paused a moment, leaning forward in the chair, then he got up and went slowly over to fetch himself another.

“I’ll get it!” she cried, jumping up.

“Sit down,” he said.

When he came back, she noticed that the new drink was dark amber with the quantity of whiskey in it.

“Darling, shall I get your slippers?”

“No.”

She watched him as he began to sip the dark yellow drink, and she could see little oily swirls in the liquid because it was so strong.

“I think it’s a shame,” she said, “that when a policeman gets to be as senior as you, they keep him walking about on his feet all day long.”

He didn’t answer, so she bent her head again and went on with her sewing; bet each time he lifted the drink to his lips, she heard the ice cubes clinking against the side of the glass.

“Darling,” she said. “Would you like me to get you some cheese? I haven’t made any supper because it’s Thursday.”

“No,” he said.

“If you’re too tired to eat out,” she went on, “it’s still not too late. There’s plenty of meat and stuff in the freezer, and you can have it right here and not even move out of the chair.”

Her eyes waited on him for an answer, a smile, a little nod, but he made no sign.

“Anyway,” she went on, “I’ll get you some cheese and crackers first.”

“I don’t want it,” he said.

She moved uneasily in her chair, the large eyes still watching his face. “But you must eat! I’ll fix it anyway, and then you can have it or not, as you like.”

She stood up and placed her sewing on the table by the lamp.

“Sit down,” he said. “Just for a minute, sit down.”

It wasn’t till then that she began to get frightened.

“Go on,” he said. “Sit down.”

She lowered herself back slowly into the chair, watching him all the time with those large, bewildered eyes. He had finished the second drink and was staring down into the glass, frowning.

“Listen,” he said. “I’ve got something to tell you.”

“What is it, darling? What’s the matter?”

He had now become absolutely motionless, and he kept his head down so that the light from the lamp beside him fell across the upper part of his face, leaving the chin and mouth in shadow. She noticed there was a little muscle moving near the corner of his left eye.

“This is going to be a bit of a shock to you, I’m afraid,” he said. “But I’ve thought about it a good deal and I’ve decided the only thing to do is tell you right away. I hope you won’t blame me too much.”

And he told her. It didn’t take long, four or five minutes at most, and she say very still through it all, watching him with a kind of dazed horror as he went further and further away from her with each word.

“So there it is,” he added. “And I know it’s kind of a bad time to be telling you, bet there simply wasn’t any other way. Of course I’ll give you money and see you’re looked after. But there needn’t really be any fuss. I hope not anyway. It wouldn’t be very good for my job.”

Her first instinct was not to believe any of it, to reject it all. It occurred to her that perhaps he hadn’t even spoken, that she herself had imagined the whole thing. Maybe, if she went about her business and acted as though she hadn’t been listening, then later, when she sort of woke up again, she might find none of it had ever happened.

“I’ll get the supper,” she managed to whisper, and this time he didn’t stop her.

When she walked across the room she couldn’t feel her feet touching the floor. She couldn’t feel anything at all- except a slight nausea and a desire to vomit. Everything was automatic now-down the steps to the cellar, the light switch, the deep freeze, the hand inside the cabinet taking hold of the first object it met. She lifted it out, and looked at it. It was wrapped in paper, so she took off the paper and looked at it again.

A leg of lamb.

All right then, they would have lamb for supper. She carried it upstairs, holding the thin bone-end of it with both her hands, and as she went through the living-room, she saw him standing over by the window with his back to her, and she stopped.

“For God’s sake,” he said, hearing her, but not turning round. “Don’t make supper for me. I’m going out.”

At that point, Mary Maloney simply walked up behind him and without any pause she swung the big frozen leg of lamb high in the air and brought it down as hard as she could on the back of his head.

She might just as well have hit him with a steel club.

She stepped back a pace, waiting, and the funny thing was that he remained standing there for at least four or five seconds, gently swaying. Then he crashed to the carpet.

The violence of the crash, the noise, the small table overturning, helped bring her out of he shock. She came out slowly, feeling cold and surprised, and she stood for a while blinking at the body, still holding the ridiculous piece of meat tight with both hands.

All right, she told herself. So I’ve killed him.

It was extraordinary, now, how clear her mind became all of a sudden. She began thinking very fast. As the wife of a detective, she knew quite well what the penalty would be. That was fine. It made no difference to her. In fact, it would be a relief. On the other hand, what about the child? What were the laws about murderers with unborn children? Did they kill them both-mother and child? Or did they wait until the tenth month? What did they do?

Mary Maloney didn’t know. And she certainly wasn’t prepared to take a chance.

She carried the meat into the kitchen, placed it in a pan, turned the oven on high, and shoved t inside. Then she washed her hands and ran upstairs to the bedroom. She sat down before the mirror, tidied her hair, touched up her lops and face. She tried a smile. It came out rather peculiar. She tried again.

“Hullo Sam,” she said brightly, aloud.

The voice sounded peculiar too.

“I want some potatoes please, Sam. Yes, and I think a can of peas.”

That was better. Both the smile and the voice were coming out better now. She rehearsed it several times more. Then she ran downstairs, took her coat, went out the back door, down the garden, into the street.

It wasn’t six o’clock yet and the lights were still on in the grocery shop.

“Hullo Sam,” she said brightly, smiling at the man behind the counter.

“Why, good evening, Mrs. Maloney. How’re you?”

“I want some potatoes please, Sam. Yes, and I think a can of peas.”

The man turned and reached up behind him on the shelf for the peas.

“Patrick’s decided he’s tired and doesn’t want to eat out tonight,” she told him. “We usually go out Thursdays, you know, and now he’s caught me without any vegetables in the house.”

“Then how about meat, Mrs. Maloney?”

“No, I’ve got meat, thanks. I got a nice leg of lamb from the freezer.”

“Oh.”

“I don’t know much like cooking it frozen, Sam, but I’m taking a chance on it this time. You think it’ll be alright?”

“Personally,” the grocer said, “I don’t believe it makes any difference. You want these Idaho potatoes?”

“Oh yes, that’ll be fine. Two of those.”

“Anything else?” The grocer cocked his head on one side, looking at her pleasantly. “How about afterwards? What you going to give him for afterwards?”

“Well-what would you suggest, Sam?”

The man glanced around his shop. “How about a nice big slice of cheesecake? I know he likes that.”

“Perfect,” she said. “He loves it.”

And when it was all wrapped and she had paid, she put on her brightest smile and said, “Thank you, Sam. Goodnight.”

���Goodnight, Mrs. Maloney. And thank you.”

And now, she told herself as she hurried back, all she was doing now, she was returning home to her husband and he was waiting for his supper; and she must cook it good, and make it as tasty as possible because the poor man was tired; and if, when she entered the house, she happened to find anything unusual, or tragic, or terrible, then naturally it would be a shock and she’d become frantic with grief and horror. Mind you, she wasn’t expecting to find anything. She was just going home with the vegetables. Mrs. Patrick Maloney going home with the vegetables on Thursday evening to cook supper for her husband.

That’s the way, she told herself. Do everything right and natural. Keep things absolutely natural and there’ll be no need for any acting at all.

Therefore, when she entered the kitchen by the back door, she was humming a little tune to herself and smiling.

“Patrick!” she called. “How are you, darling?”

She put the parcel down on the table and went through into the living room; and when she saw him lying there on the floor with his legs doubled up and one arm twisted back underneath his body, it really was rather a shock. All the old love and longing for him welled up inside her, and she ran over to him, knelt down beside him, and began to cry her heart out. It was easy. No acting was necessary.

A few minutes later she got up and went to the phone. She know the number of the police station, and when the man at the other end answered, she cried to him, “Quick! Come quick! Patrick’s dead!”

“Who’s speaking?”

“Mrs. Maloney. Mrs. Patrick Maloney.”

“You mean Patrick Maloney’s dead?”

“I think so,” she sobbed. “He’s lying on the floor and I think he’s dead.”

“Be right over,” the man said.

The car came very quickly, and when she opened the front door, two policeman walked in. She know them both-she know nearly all the man at that precinct-and she fell right into a chair, then went over to join the other one, who was called O’Malley, kneeling by the body.

“Is he dead?” she cried.

“I’m afraid he is. What happened?”

Briefly, she told her story about going out to the grocer and coming back to find him on the floor. While she was talking, crying and talking, Noonan discovered a small patch of congealed blood on the dead man’s head. He showed it to O’Malley who got up at once and hurried to the phone.

Soon, other men began to come into the house. First a doctor, then two detectives, one of whom she know by name. Later, a police photographer arrived and took pictures, and a man who know about fingerprints. There was a great deal of whispering and muttering beside the corpse, and the detectives kept asking her a lot of questions. But they always treated her kindly. She told her story again, this time right from the beginning, when Patrick had come in, and she was sewing, and he was tired, so tired he hadn’t wanted to go out for supper. She told how she’d put the meat in the oven-”it’s there now, cooking”- and how she’d slopped out to the grocer for vegetables, and come back to find him lying on the floor.

Which grocer?” one of the detectives asked.

She told him, and he turned and whispered something to the other detective who immediately went outside into the street.

In fifteen minutes he was back with a page of notes, and there was more whispering, and through her sobbing she heard a few of the whispered phrases-”...acted quite normal...very cheerful...wanted to give him a good supper…peas...cheesecake...impossible that she...”

After a while, the photographer and the doctor departed and two other men came in and took the corpse away on a stretcher. Then the fingerprint man went away. The two detectives remained, and so did the two policeman. They were exceptionally nice to her, and Jack Noonan asked if she wouldn’t rather go somewhere else, to her sister’s house perhaps, or to his own wife who would take care of her and put her up for the night.

No, she said. She didn’t feel she could move even a yard at the moment. Would they mind awfully if she stayed just where she was until she felt better. She didn’t feel too good at the moment, she really didn’t.

Then hadn’t she better lie down on the bed? Jack Noonan asked.

No, she said. She’d like to stay right where she was, in this chair. A little later, perhaps, when she felt better, she would move.

So they left her there while they went about their business, searching the house. Occasionally on of the detectives asked her another question. Sometimes Jack Noonan spoke at her gently as he passed by. Her husband, he told her, had been killed by a blow on the back of the head administered with a heavy blunt instrument, almost certainly a large piece of metal. They were looking for the weapon. The murderer may have taken it with him, but on the other hand he may have thrown it away or hidden it somewhere on the premises.

“It’s the old story,” he said. “Get the weapon, and you’ve got the man.”

Later, one of the detectives came up and sat beside her. Did she know, he asked, of anything in the house that could’ve been used as the weapon? Would she mind having a look around to see if anything was missing-a very big spanner, for example, or a heavy metal vase.

They didn’t have any heavy metal vases, she said.

“Or a big spanner?”

She didn’t think they had a big spanner. But there might be some things like that in the garage.

The search went on. She knew that there were other policemen in the garden all around the house. She could hear their footsteps on the gravel outside, and sometimes she saw a flash of a torch through a chink in the curtains. It began to get late, nearly nine she noticed by the clock on the mantle. The four men searching the rooms seemed to be growing weary, a trifle exasperated.

“Jack,” she said, the next time Sergeant Noonan went by. “Would you mind giving me a drink?”

“Sure I’ll give you a drink. You mean this whiskey?”

“Yes please. But just a small one. It might make me feel better.”

He handed her the glass.

“Why don’t you have one yourself,” she said. “You must be awfully tired. Please do. You’ve been very good to me.”

“Well,” he answered. “It’s not strictly allowed, but I might take just a drop to keep me going.”

One by one the others came in and were persuaded to take a little nip of whiskey. They stood around rather awkwardly with the drinks in their hands, uncomfortable in her presence, trying to say consoling things to her. Sergeant Noonan wandered into the kitchen, come out quickly and said, “Look, Mrs. Maloney. You know that oven of yours is still on, and the meat still inside.”

“Oh dear me!” she cried. “So it is!”

“I better turn it off for you, hadn’t I?”

“Will you do that, Jack. Thank you so much.”

When the sergeant returned the second time, she looked at him with her large, dark tearful eyes. “Jack Noonan,” she said.

“Yes?”

“Would you do me a small favor-you and these others?”

“We can try, Mrs. Maloney.”

“Well,” she said. “Here you all are, and good friends of dear Patrick’s too, and helping to catch the man who killed him. You must be terrible hungry by now because it’s long past your suppertime, and I know Patrick would never forgive me, God bless his soul, if I allowed you to remain in his house without offering you decent hospitality. Why don’t you eat up that lamb that’s in the oven. It’ll be cooked just right by now.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Sergeant Noonan said.

“Please,” she begged. “Please eat it. Personally I couldn’t touch a thing, certainly not what’s been in the house when he was here. But it’s all right for you. It’d be a favor to me if you’d eat it up. Then you can go on with your work again afterwards.”

There was a good deal of hesitation among the four policemen, but they were clearly hungry, and in the end they were persuaded to go into the kitchen and help themselves. The woman stayed where she was, listening to them speaking among themselves, their voices thick and sloppy because their mouths were full of meat.

“Have some more, Charlie?”

“No. Better not finish it.”

“She wants us to finish it. She said so. Be doing her a favor.”

“Okay then. Give me some more.”

“That’s the hell of a big club the guy must’ve used to hit poor Patrick,” one of them was saying. “The doc says his skull was smashed all to pieces just like from a sledgehammer.”

“That’s why it ought to be easy to find.”

“Exactly what I say.”

“Whoever done it, they’re not going to be carrying a thing like that around with them longer than they need.”

One of them belched.

“Personally, I think it’s right here on the premises.”

“Probably right under our very noses. What you think, Jack?”

And in the other room, Mary Maloney began to giggle.

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Carpet Cleaning Idaho Falls | Medalist Cleaning & Restoration

At Medalist Cleaning & Restoration, we specialize in providing top-notch carpet cleaning services in Idaho Falls. Our team uses state-of-the-art equipment and eco-friendly cleaning solutions to remove dirt, stains, and allergens from your carpets, ensuring they look fresh and feel soft. Our thorough cleaning process not only enhances the appearance of your carpets but also extends their lifespan, making them a healthier choice for your home or business.

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Cats - InfoBarrel

There are a variety of compounds often found listed as ingredients in homeopathic and natural supplements for cats. In these years, many industries like healthcare, aerospace, pharmaceutical and aerodrome etc. In 1987, cats overtook dogs as the number 1 pet in America (about 50 million cats resided in 24 million homes in 1986) and bout 37% of American homes today have a minimum of one cat. It's the duty of each cat owner to keep their cats happy and also to pamper their cats often. The kittens came from the Tautphaus Park Zoo in Idaho Falls, Idaho. 3) You can select a name based on the personality of your cat. Just staple carpet on each step of the climber so that the kitten doesn't jump up and slide what did the cat say to the mouse off the smooth wood surface. The fact that you are trying to find information concerning the process means that you will be fully prepared for that big meeting. Please try again in a few minutes. I have met cat owners who tell their three-legged cat has no trouble balancing in the litter box. Some cats also lose protein in their urine and foamy urine can be a symbol of this. - Deep cleaning - I don't mean just the vacuum and also the curtains. But if they jumped down having a meow and tail up it means love me, servent. They are a lot like dogs inside the play area because they can fetch when you through toys and convey rid of it to you. They certainly are a lot like dogs within the play area because they can fetch whenever you through toys and bring them back to you. If you are the owner of this website:. 2) You can pick a name based on the appearance of your cat. Siamese cats are extremely affectionate and playful. The Maine Coon eventually developed into a rugged cat which in fact had water-resistant and a thick longhair coat. These are just three of the greater popular breeds of cats. Regurgitation is surely an involuntary action of your cat's stomach so he could not stop it happening even though he tried. Like their names suggest, they are brought on by problems using the thyroid gland. pethealthymeds.

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Why Do Cats Eat Grass? By Drew Pilton

Maine Coon Cat Health ConsiderationsNo one likes to think their beloved Maine Coon cat could possibly be taken ill and possibly die suddenly. As the animal fights a bout of inconvenience, the same is true the owner. Even should you are prepared for that upcoming season and you've already cleaned and checked most areas of your home, there's still plenty to do. The choice can result from through an indoor, outdoor or indoor and outdoor cat. The kittens came in the Tautphaus Park Zoo in Idaho Falls, Idaho. Shortly after you cat may simply stop eating because they have zero appetite. The paws are very large and well tufted. It can be a truth that pet allergy is difficult to recognize and treat, so I would strongly suggest using floor cleaners for frequent carpet cleaning. It is a truth that pet allergy is hard to recognize and treat, so I would strongly suggest using vacuum cleaners for frequent carpet cleaning. If your new kitten is a fresh born you should maintain the older cat away from your kitten until it can properly defend itself. When lamps turn hot, it gets sticky http://cat-bounce.com/ and bugs can't really escape such a trap. This can curb the amount of furniture scratching your cat engages in, or at the very least, it'll diminish the damage done by the scratching. This can curb the amount of furniture scratching your cat engages in, or at the very least, it's going to diminish the damage done through the scratching. Most often, a cat chooses once the time is appropriate and what type of attention they desire at the time. The conditions that are most often confused with syncope range from the following:. Contact your hosting provider permitting them to know your web server just isn't responding. Cats using this disorder think it is very hard to stay awake for very long periods of time. Co-founder of Puffy Paws Kitty Haven, Rick Kingston, explains, "We look after kitties with feline leukemia &amp FIV, blind kitties, feral cats, epileptic kitties, kitties with just one eye, 20 year old kitties, kitties that do not use their litter box, kitties with thyroid conditions - basically unwanted and unadoptable kitties that will be euthanized elsewhere. Visit the domain home page. They are adoptable as early as four months of age, but do not reach full maturity until around four numerous years of age. They are adoptable as early as four months of age, but do not reach full maturity until around four numerous years of age. They are adoptable as early as four months of age, but do not reach full maturity until around four numerous years of age. Puffy Paws facts:. This article does not endorse or recommend a Serval cat as a pet. This will be the real reason Batman hasn't actually managed to place Selina Kyle anywhere, ever, and those of the rogue's gallery she is consistently free to go about her business. This is the real reason Batman has not actually managed to place Selina Kyle anywhere, ever, and that of the rogue's gallery she is consistently free to go about her business. You could always go to get a professional domestic cleaning, but it does not hurt to boost just how you handle domestic cleaning!.

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Idaho Falls janitorial service - Reality

What are some ways you can spot a professional and quality janitorial service business? Many people are afraid they will get scammed, have cleaners steal items or enter private areas, or will cause damage to their belongings. These are all very real fears, but there are reputable companies and some easy ways to spot them.

Bring Proper Supplies and Equipment

An experienced janitorial service will come with all necessary supplies and equipment to get the job done, whether it is a once-a-month undertaking or weekly. All clients' needs will differ, so you may want to request or ask about specifics before hiring a company. Checkout types of commercial cleaning services for more info.

For example, if you have extensive carpeting throughout your building, you may ask if they will bring a carpet or steam cleaner with them to handle spills and if that service will be included or is extra. They should also use a variety of cleaning tools and products. If the team shows up with a bucket, mop, and bottle of bleach only, you know something is wrong.

They should have access to many quality products as various surfaces, fabrics, and types of dirt all require different treatments to effectively and safely clean them. If you allergies or specific product requests you may also supply these items in place of their normal offerings.

On Time

These companies need to be punctual so they don't interfere with your busy schedule or your employees. You don't want to have to wait around for them to show up or stay late if you require them to leave when the offices close. If they are appointed a specific schedule they need to keep it barring exceptional circumstances in which case you should be contacted immediately.

Trustworthy Employees

Make sure you hire a professional janitorial service that takes the necessary time and effort to screen all of their employees before hire. It is rather unfortunate but many in home or office thefts occur when outsiders have access to many areas of the building at various times.

It is simple for cleaners to steal, and usually isn't noticeable until it's too late or even never. It is also sometimes common for cleaners to wander off into restricted areas that you have specifically placed off limits.

If you suspect any foul play on part of the cleaners sent to your building or home, contact the managers or the janitorial team immediately and ensure they take the proper action against them. You should feel comfortable and secure with the services provided as well as the employees.

Proper Cleaning

If you paid to have certain services performed, they should not only be done but done to your standards. That means if you wanted your windows washed but still see obvious dust and dirt immediately following, then the job needs to be completed properly. Of course, dust can accumulate quickly so it is important to be reasonable in your expectations of the janitorial service.

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Need Help With Clean Carpet

There is Idaho Falls carpet cleaning service within your reach. They are available for you with emergency services. If you have emergency issues related cleaning, you can hire their services without any confusion. They had carpet cleaning service, fire and water damage restoration and janitorial services as well. They had experienced and reasonable cleaner in their agency. Their workers are punctual and honest. They also provide custodial services too. They had good customer review. They process modern types of equipment. If you wanted to clean by yourself remember some issue like first check your product and hidden area that they have any damage or not, water wash is the best wash for your carpet, to ensure it. 

The Idaho Falls carpet cleaning provides emergency cleaning services for their customers. Though their main service is related to carpet cleaning they had skilled enough on every type of cleaning as a floor, bathroom, walls, windows, trash removals, meeting rooms, supply restocking, and more services. In your every type of cleaning related problems they are at your services. They are also experienced in biohazard restoration services. If you don’t clean your carpet you will get sick seriously. Carpet contains a huge dust. This dust can pollute your apartment and your child health. If you wanted to save your family from sickness, ensure cleanliness. The group is really working with full dedication. You can contact them with confidence.

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Get Out Of Professional Carpet Cleaning

Many of the maximum hard and time-consuming domestic obligations to do are carpet cleansing. For example, if you are in my opinion cleaning your carpet, you'll circulate it out of the residence. The alternative impediment is the way to dry the carpet upon cleansing it. The carpet may additionally take days earlier than drying and eventually, you could nevertheless no longer be in a role to dry it completely. You can emerge as having moulds developing on it. Moulds come with a barrage of health issues including breathing troubles. It may also cause allergic reactions. With an expert carpet purifier, however, you may have it much easier. For specialists, carpet cleaning is simpler to do as they make use of reliable machines. 

The cleaners also are properly-educated technicians who recognize all of the strategies employed in Idaho Falls cleaning. Particularly, they rent high tech cleaning strategies which include the steam technology. Regardless of the cloth of your carpet, it will be efficaciously wiped clean without being damaged. With the excessive stress at which the water is uncovered, you can be confident that each and each stain can be eliminated. All the pet hairs that can be caught at the carpet and food stains as well will be eliminated.