C
ap never quite knew when the phone might ring with calls of an urgent nature. There was no predicting it. Sometimes weeks went by with the phone never ringing—not once.
So, typically, the moment the bells clanked on his black, rotary dial phone, Cap knew the caller to be someone that had lost a family member or needed someone to confide in—or both. The sound of his phone making that dull clanging had Cap programmed to think the worst: someone in the area had passed from this world to the next.
Cap picked up the phone and discovered that he was right on both accounts. Someone had lost someone and needed to talk to him urgently.
Alice Hunsinger weighed nearly five hundred pounds. She’d always been a big girl even back in her school days—taller and wider than all her classmates, and eve
