The Pattern

Soon I can proudly say I have read through the entire production of Henning Mankell. The only book remaining is as heavy as a brick and so expensive ($25), that I will consider asking my husband if he could please get it for me as a present. I deserve it, and Mother´s Day is approaching, and it would be good to have somewhere to hide after the party is over... it can also be used as a weapon of self-defense in the unlikely event of a burglary to the house.

Perhaps I have been consuming too many detective stories within the past few months since I am beginning to detect a pattern in each book I read. Regardless of who gets murdered, by whom, where, when, or why, the pattern is always the same:

1. Introduction of the Victim
2. Introduction of the Evil
3. Police arrives at the Scene
4. Wallander throws up

Last weekend, as I was mentally recovering from my own little tragedy, I saw a similar pattern! The scene was a local restaurant...

1. I ordered fish
2. I detected a long worm inside my fish
3. The waitress arrived and told me that my fish is a haddock and haddocks can come with worms, would I like something else to eat?
4. I felt unwell and ran into the restroom

Now I am all paranoid. Who put the worm in my fish? Who would want to harm me? Why use a worm? Why put it in a fish? Why me?? I can never eat fish again!