The McCarey Files

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Ch 7:

Fred saw a train station five miles close by. He walked five more miles. He saw a bathroom near him and got in there and put his suitcase down in the stall and thought about going on a train and go as far as the train could take him. He had been away from Kylie's house for over ten hours so far. He walked out of the men's room and his suitcase in his right hand and asked for a ticket for the train.

"Where are you going?" the man asked Fred.

"I don't care, as long as the train takes me," Fred said in a sad voice.

He got on the train and waited for the train ride to begin. Kylie and the family put posters of Fred all over the neighborhood and everywhere in town so if anybody had seen him.

"Are you still thinking of suicide, Kylie?" Hank asked her.

"Yes, Hank. If the police don't find him soon, he would have been dead or something," Kylie said.

Patsy saw the flyer of Fred by the office when her lunch break was over.

"Gosh, they are busy with this search," Patsy said to herself, helping her boss worry about her uncle's disappearance.

Even Richie and the Milwaukee Journal saw the flyers.

"Cunningham, do you know what this is about?" Anne, his editor asked.

"My friend is saying that his cousin's daughter's uncle probably committed suicide, but they don't know for sure. They're looking for him and want to get him before he kills himself," Richie said.

"We don't want another one of those this year," Anne said.

Anne asked Richie if he did look like the Fred Jones who solved mysteries.

"My friend was saying that they are identical twins, but inseparable, but they are brothers who have the same name," Richie said, "but I've never met him."

"Do you think this is why he's making the top story right now?" Anne asked.

"Yes."

People had heard that Fred had committed suicide in Milwaukee, even passengers on the train. They thought it was the same Fred from the gang with Scooby Doo and another Fred who had died in a coma Sunday night, but it was the other way around. One of the passengers reported to the officer in charge of the train that they had seen Fred in the car. He reported it to the station about the suicide. She answered the phone herself.

After getting off the phone with the Louisiana police, she was excited.

"Guess what! Guess what!" she said to her family members who were present.

"The police found Uncle Fred!" Kylie said with a smile on her face.

"Where did they find him?" Heather asked.

"The Louisiana police found him and reported to the police out here. They said he was on a train," Kylie said.

"To where?" Hank asked.

"It looked like Canada," Kylie said.

"Canada? Why would he go there? He doesn't know anybody out there, for Pete's sake!" Peter said.

"We know that, Peter. He's never made a trip to the other side of the world alone like that. He's too shy for that kind of thing, but he might have gone with us," Kylie said.

"Somebody help me talk to Uncle Fred when the police bring him here," Kylie said.

"Who knows what's on his mind?" Hank asked.

"True, Hank, but we need to get information out of him. He doesn't talk much. Funeral plans are made for Grandma Jones and Dad already, so I don't think he should go to the double funeral," Kylie said.