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I had a bad night
I drea into the bathroo and that one of them was thelightly against y I peered out the upstairs s fro in wait for ed there No one was parked out front There was a large un lot I padded down the stairs to getin hand, I watched Robin leave for work in the city I saw Bankston go out and get his papers, Teentsy&039;s car pulled out Shefor breakfast, for she was back within ten ht before had not ao; the little puddles were already gone By the tietfield day There was a picture of Arthur, a picture of Ma, a picture of the Buckleys and Lizanne when the Buckleys had celebrated their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, and a picture of Morrison Pettigrue taken when he&039;d announced he was running for round like a proud father At least no one see but being the butt of ghastly practical jokes I wondered where the hatchet that had killed the Buckleys would turn up, or the knife that had killed Morrison Pettigrue How could the murderer sustain such a frenzy of activity? Surely there y involved Surely he ed to dab on so to keel over and yanked my hair back into a ponytail I pulled on a red turtleneck and navy blue skirt and cardigan I looked like hell on wheels My only goal was to get to the library without anyone noticingin a nore cars in the library parking lot The interest in an to look possible
I found out at work that Benja to announce another candidate would run for the Communist Party in the Lawrenceton mayoral election The candidate proved to be Benjamin himself, who seemed to be the only other Communist resident of Lawrenceton I didn&039;t believe for a minute that Benja as much publicity as he could while the attention of the media was still on our town I wondered ould happen to Benjarocery store ever be enough again? Lillian Schether covered herself with unexpected glory thatat all had happened, with the exception of describing his press conference I wanted to ask her why she was being so decent, but couldn&039;t think of a way to phrase it that wasn&039;t offensive (Why are you being nice to me, e don&039;t like each otherthe soul of tact?)
I was pulling on my sweater to leave for lunch, when Lillian said, "I know you don&039;t have anything to do with this mess, and I don&039;t think it&039;s fair that all this has happened to you That police books with ht that was ridiculous Enough is enough"
For once we agreed on so "Thanks, Lillian," I said I felt a little better as I drove home I took another route so I didn&039;t have to pass the Buckleys&039; house Over lunch I watched the news and saw Benja his minutes of fame
I was off Thursday afternoon since I was scheduled to work Thursday night I&039;d been wise to , I found once I was hoh I liked work, usually I liked my tied into jeans and sneakers, I couldn&039;t settle on any one project I did a little laundry, a little reading I tried a new hairdo, but tore it apart before I was half through Then h so et out the snarls that it crackled around my head in a brown cloud of electric waves I looked like I&039;d been contacted by Mars
I called the hospital to see if I could visit Lizanne, but the nurse on her wing said Lizanne was only receiving visits fro flowers for the funeral, and called Sally Allison at the newspaper to find out when it would be For the first tiing Sally She was riding the crest of the story, that was clear
"What can I do for you, Roe?" she asked briskly I felt she was only talking to me because I was still semi-neorthy at theoff The lack of excitement in Sally&039;s voice was like a shot of adrenaline to me
"I just wanted to knohen the Buckleys&039; funeral would be, Sally" "Well, the bodies have gone for autopsy, and I don&039;t knohen they&039;ll be released So according to Lizanne&039;s aunt, they just haven&039;t been able to make any firm funeral plans yet"
"Oh Well"
"Listen, while I&039;ve got you on the lineone of the cops said you were on the scene yesterday" I knew Sally had seen the picture oftoo full of herself "You want to tell ly "Is it true that Arnie was disht person to have on this story, Sally," I said after a long pause during which I thought furiously Sally gasped as if her pet sheep had turned and bitten her "After all, you&039;re in the club, and I guess we&039;re all really involved, soht?" And Sally had a son as also a member, who could not exactly be called normal
"I think I can keep my objectivity," Sally said coldly "And I don&039;t think being a member of Real Murders means you&039;re auto ot to go, Sally," I said gently And hung up
I felt mildly asha her job But I had a hard ti role fro their jobs" ot my life turned around
I did remember to check hastly as I had earlier The lines in his face looked deeper,hi to eat?" I asked
"No," he ad That&039;s when I got up and went down to the station" I pulled out a chair at my kitchen table and he sat down automatically
It&039;s hard to perfor, but I microwaved a frozen ha, and scraped together a rather depressing salad However, Arthur seelad to see the plate, and ate it all after a silent prayer "Eat in peace," I said and busieddown the kitchen counter It was an oddly domestic little interval I feltto help Lizanne It was possible work tonight would be entirely normal And I would coown