Small box--Big Surprise

Today I set into motion the plan that would set minxie free again. She did not know just how much of her current amour was in my hands and by the time I was finished with her beau there would be little love left in her heart. I had pondered just what would make this apeboy wander off and then it occurred to me that the fruit never falls far from the tree, I knew of his father and I counted upon the same vanities to affect him. He was so transparent it was laughable in his urge to prove himself to the harridan he calls a mother and his pride in not wanting minxie to help him. In fact the very thing that tipped him over the edge was his own vanity, and if he had to sacrifice the tender heart of a little minx to get it, then he would, and in fact did.

I realise I should be overcome with glee or satisfaction but it was so easy the victory palled when I considered all the subplots I had been nurturing in case he had rejected the initial offer. But a Sedero is a Sedero, just as I had counted on the son the Vanderhag to be a milksop and he did not let me down either. I wanted to phone her up and let her feel the sting of my success but I knew that to hold my tongue would make this ever so more devastating for her. I require that this relationship never be able to be resurrected again and for that I obtained help from a little purry kitten whose claws were more suited to a tiger. Of course minxie would find out the awful truth soon enough, preferably from a third party and although I know better than expect her to cry upon my shoulder it will isolate her just that little bit more from her support system.

I realise that I have underestimated my minxie, not in the minor fashion I had thought earlier but in a rather major way. She is not a frivolous girl anymore, whiling away her time in shops and cafés, she is a determined young lady and to her credit she is not backing down one bit. I salute you my dear, I will still destroy you but that does not stop me from admiring the spirit I am about to crush. Sometimes I almost think you could be a Dubois you are so impressive and even were that so, it would not change my plans, not one whit.

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