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more of that, actually. The School District encourages it.” Lynnette poured the tea into two mugs labeled, ‘Thanks for being a great teacher.’ “I get a lot of mugs,” she said apologetically, seeing the detective eyeing them.
“I bet you do,” said Lori. “Did you know her before you taught seventh grade together?”
“Not well, no. I was teaching second grade and decided to move up. She was at Elmdale then but I didn’t know her well, just to say ‘hi’ to. There are a lot of people in the building – it’s hard to know everybody. Some people, I barely know their names. It’s a shame but we’re all so busy all the time. You tend to just spend your time with a small circle of people.”
“So, tell me about Sarah,” Lori said. She was sipping her tea and nibbling on a biscuit.
“Well, she was fun , and she was a good teacher. Her kids loved her. They’re going to miss her. Some of them are having a really hard time.” The news of Sarah Noonan’s death had been all over the media the night before.
“So, you’ve known her pretty well for three years. You exercised together, I understand. Did you do a lot of personal things with her?”
“I wouldn’t say a lot, no. We went out drinking occasionally, to a club or pub-crawling. We’d done that five or six times maybe, over the past year or so. And we worked out together quite often at The Fit Life. We had a regular Saturday morning workout session. The rest of the week we might or might not hook up, but Saturday morning, we were always there together. That’s how I knew there was something wrong, when she didn’t show up.”
“You last saw her when?”
“I’ve been thinking about that. It was Friday afternoon. I left school a little early, about 3:45 or so, to go get some groceries, and honestly, because I just wanted to get out of there. It was a long week. Sarah was just leaving too, so we walked out to the parking lot together. I said I’d see her in the morning.” Lynnette was sniffling now.
“Was she by herself then? Except for you, I mean. Nobody waiting by her car?” Lori pushed the tissue box over closer to her.
“Yes, it was just her. And I saw her drive away. The school was pretty quiet by then. On a Friday afternoon it doesn’t take long to clear the place out. By four o’clock, you could probably shoot a cannon down the hallway and not hit anyone.”
“Did Terry Noonan show up that day?” Lori asked.
“You know about him? Oh, of course you would. No, he didn’t come by Friday and I would’ve known it if he did. Sarah for sure would’ve told me.”
Lori had finished her tea and Lynnette poured her some more. Lori said, “She would have told you? Why?”
“Because he’s been pestering her and she was getting more and more worried about it. He wanted them to get back together and she wasn’t going to. No way, not ever. But he wouldn’t accept it.”
“What do you mean, pestering her?” asked Lori. “Was he threatening her?”
Lynnette shook her head. “No, he didn’t threaten her, it wasn’t like that. But he was calling her regularly, maybe once or twice a week. He wanted them to meet, you know, to have a drink or have dinner. He was angling for a reconciliation but she didn’t want anything to do with it. He came into her classroom a couple of times, too, after school that was. He did it once last week, I remember. He was getting to be really annoying. She told me there was no way she would ever get back together with him, not after what he did to her.”
“And what was that?”
Lynnette hesitated and looked troubled, so Lori said encouragingly, “If you want to help catch her killer, Lynn, then you have to tell us everything you know. Whether or not it’s Terry Noonan who did it.”
“I know, and I guess it’s what she’d want. Still…” She appeared to make up her mind. “Well, Terry could be a nice guy but he drank too much sometimes. Well, many times actually. And when he was
“I bet you do,” said Lori. “Did you know her before you taught seventh grade together?”
“Not well, no. I was teaching second grade and decided to move up. She was at Elmdale then but I didn’t know her well, just to say ‘hi’ to. There are a lot of people in the building – it’s hard to know everybody. Some people, I barely know their names. It’s a shame but we’re all so busy all the time. You tend to just spend your time with a small circle of people.”
“So, tell me about Sarah,” Lori said. She was sipping her tea and nibbling on a biscuit.
“Well, she was fun , and she was a good teacher. Her kids loved her. They’re going to miss her. Some of them are having a really hard time.” The news of Sarah Noonan’s death had been all over the media the night before.
“So, you’ve known her pretty well for three years. You exercised together, I understand. Did you do a lot of personal things with her?”
“I wouldn’t say a lot, no. We went out drinking occasionally, to a club or pub-crawling. We’d done that five or six times maybe, over the past year or so. And we worked out together quite often at The Fit Life. We had a regular Saturday morning workout session. The rest of the week we might or might not hook up, but Saturday morning, we were always there together. That’s how I knew there was something wrong, when she didn’t show up.”
“You last saw her when?”
“I’ve been thinking about that. It was Friday afternoon. I left school a little early, about 3:45 or so, to go get some groceries, and honestly, because I just wanted to get out of there. It was a long week. Sarah was just leaving too, so we walked out to the parking lot together. I said I’d see her in the morning.” Lynnette was sniffling now.
“Was she by herself then? Except for you, I mean. Nobody waiting by her car?” Lori pushed the tissue box over closer to her.
“Yes, it was just her. And I saw her drive away. The school was pretty quiet by then. On a Friday afternoon it doesn’t take long to clear the place out. By four o’clock, you could probably shoot a cannon down the hallway and not hit anyone.”
“Did Terry Noonan show up that day?” Lori asked.
“You know about him? Oh, of course you would. No, he didn’t come by Friday and I would’ve known it if he did. Sarah for sure would’ve told me.”
Lori had finished her tea and Lynnette poured her some more. Lori said, “She would have told you? Why?”
“Because he’s been pestering her and she was getting more and more worried about it. He wanted them to get back together and she wasn’t going to. No way, not ever. But he wouldn’t accept it.”
“What do you mean, pestering her?” asked Lori. “Was he threatening her?”
Lynnette shook her head. “No, he didn’t threaten her, it wasn’t like that. But he was calling her regularly, maybe once or twice a week. He wanted them to meet, you know, to have a drink or have dinner. He was angling for a reconciliation but she didn’t want anything to do with it. He came into her classroom a couple of times, too, after school that was. He did it once last week, I remember. He was getting to be really annoying. She told me there was no way she would ever get back together with him, not after what he did to her.”
“And what was that?”
Lynnette hesitated and looked troubled, so Lori said encouragingly, “If you want to help catch her killer, Lynn, then you have to tell us everything you know. Whether or not it’s Terry Noonan who did it.”
“I know, and I guess it’s what she’d want. Still…” She appeared to make up her mind. “Well, Terry could be a nice guy but he drank too much sometimes. Well, many times actually. And when he was
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