12 Jan 2018

Welcome to SeniorVu’s daily ‘flash fiction’, with the continuing saga of Mary Lu at the Vu. Mary Lu is a 78-year old fictitious resident of a fictitious senior living community called Hickory Hills View (a.k.a. The Vu).  Every night, while her husband Bobby (he’s fictitious too) sleeps next to her, she sends her sister Carolyn (yup, fictitious) an entertaining email updating her on the day. These are her stories. We hope they become as addictive as your morning cup of coffee. 

Disclaimer: Even though these stories may sound familiar to your community, the story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this series are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

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Exhale.

There were quite a few wide eyes and dropped jaws when I revealed my MoveTrax step count for the final day of the competition.

As I told you, Jackie, Noreen, Angela and I teamed up to take down Harriett, my cheating neighbor. Of the four of us, I was the closest to catching Harriett, so the four of us decided to put as many steps as possible on my tracker.

We worked in shifts. I woke up early and walked. A man in the next building was taking his hyperactive cocker spaniel puppy for a walk, so we strapped my band on the dog’s collar. The mailman agreed to wear my tracker while he made his rounds. Jackie strapped it onto the swing at the park and pushed it for an hour. Danny, a teenager who buses tables in the dining room, took $10 to wear it during his shift.

We made up enough ground to catch — and overtake — Harriett. You should have seen the look on her face.

But we overdid it.

My device synched to the leader board and announced I registered 77,926 steps in one day. That’s the equivalent of nearly 39 miles — a marathon and a half.

“This can’t be right,” Harriett snapped. “How did you do it?”

“It’s called healthy living,” I said. “I hear you’re a fan.”

While I doubt anyone truly believed I took all those steps, the folks running the contest didn’t want to create a spectacle by publicly questioning me. And Harriett knew if she pressed the issue, I’d expose her own deceit.

So I was crowned the official winner of our first MoveTrax competition. There won’t be another. They collected the bracelets after the ceremony and plan to send them back. This type of competition wasn’t good for our community, they said.

Angela, Noreen, Jackie and I celebrated our fitness achievement over lava cake at the Outback Steakhouse. And Jackie and I decided to tell the others what we’d discovered about Doug Bennett.

“See! I knew he was shady,” Noreen said. “He has that look. And that creepy moustache.”

Angela, bless her heart, was speechless. Doug had installed a garbage disposal in her apartment right after Christmas.

Doug was still AWOL, with no indication when he’d return. I don’t know whether I’d rather he stayed away — or come back so we can confirm our suspicions. Like I said…

…exhale.

More Monday,

Lu

P.S. To catch up on all of my previous Mary Lu at The Vu posts, click here to go back to Day 1.