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Channel,” Jack said in a dry voice which made me imagine his eyes rolling .
I peeked through the microwave’s glass door. The crust had browned and sauce bubbled through the slit. It smelled wonderful.
“I remember my first microwave oven,” Carrie said. “ S o fast, but after a while eight minutes seemed too long to wait. Funny how quickly we ta ke things for granted. ”
“Like you do, going all over the world,” Jack said.
Carrie ’s hands spanned her hips. “ Don’t start that again , yobbo.”
“Yobbo? If I had any - ”
“ Don’t get into it, you two . ” I reached for a glass from the top cabinet. “ I can’t take it right now .”
Their silence felt sullen . Trepidation daunted me by the time I took my pie, fork and glass of water to t he table. Jack and Mel would not take my request well.
“ Not much of a holiday, this,” Carrie said . She sat across the table from me as Jack and Mel returned to the television. “I’m bored.”
“What do you expect,” from Jack. “Nobody invited you.”
“Let Tiff take you outside. I’m sure someone will be along soon. With luck they’ll take you far, far from here,” Mel added.
If I could get them alone, m aybe I could talk Jack and Mel into being more accepting, or make Carrie more sympathetic to what they were going through.
“ Don ’t worry, I’ll be gone tomorrow, ” she said .
“Er, Carrie, can you hang on another day?” I blurted. “I could use your help.”
Jack and Mel simultaneously gasped.
I couldn’t tell them about Lynn b etween mouthfuls - it would take forever - so I pushed my plate away. It still took a long time be cause I had to relate what they knew about Lynn but Carrie didn’t.
I outlined what I wanted her to do and added, “This will be intense, Carrie. Can you handle it?”
“What?” Jack shrieked, abruptly at my shoulder. He raked his fingers through his hair. “This is too much! First you bring her in our home, now you’re taking her out on a jaunt!”
Mel slapped the back of her hand to her forehead. “Oh, the betrayal. ”
Carrie sat up straight. “Don’t be silly. This is work.” She fixed her unchanging gaze on me. “I can do it! A real police investigation. I’m so excited. Don’t you worry about a thing, love. I’ll keep my eyes peeled and ears open, I’ll stick to the detective s like glue. Nothing will get past Carrie Wood.”
Chapter Six
We left the house at seven forty-five . Instead of watching for Royal from the house, or waiting on the porch, we ambled along Beeches . On the brow of the hill, when I knew Jack and Mel couldn’t hear us, I drew Carrie’s attention to a commemorative bench on the grass behind the sidewalk. “Carrie, we need to talk.”
We sat side by side , then she leaned nearer. “That sounds ominous.”
I smiled slight ly. “ I didn’t mean it to . We haven’t had a chance to chat in private.”
“It’s about your Jack and Mel, isn’t it . Honestly, how do you put up with them? ”
“ They are possessive of me, but we are fond of one another although it may not come across as such.”
“I wouldn’t have come if I’d know n they were here. They’re like the rest, they hate me because I can do what they can’t.”
“They envy you. It’s natural, Carrie. If you were in their position, you’d understand.”
She tipped her head up. “I don’t have to be in their position to understand, and I sympathize. But what am I supposed to do? Stay in one place when I needn’t?”
“ All I’m asking for is tolerance and patience. If they get nasty, don’t sink to their level, it makes matters worse.”
“Bu t I haven’t sunk to their level! ” She sniffed. “Although it’d be easy.”
“You haven’t, but as you say , it would be easy.” I shifted on the bench . “I’m trying to avoid it getting that bad and you can help by being the adult when they act like kids.”
“All right,” she responded grumpily. “Are you going to give
I peeked through the microwave’s glass door. The crust had browned and sauce bubbled through the slit. It smelled wonderful.
“I remember my first microwave oven,” Carrie said. “ S o fast, but after a while eight minutes seemed too long to wait. Funny how quickly we ta ke things for granted. ”
“Like you do, going all over the world,” Jack said.
Carrie ’s hands spanned her hips. “ Don’t start that again , yobbo.”
“Yobbo? If I had any - ”
“ Don’t get into it, you two . ” I reached for a glass from the top cabinet. “ I can’t take it right now .”
Their silence felt sullen . Trepidation daunted me by the time I took my pie, fork and glass of water to t he table. Jack and Mel would not take my request well.
“ Not much of a holiday, this,” Carrie said . She sat across the table from me as Jack and Mel returned to the television. “I’m bored.”
“What do you expect,” from Jack. “Nobody invited you.”
“Let Tiff take you outside. I’m sure someone will be along soon. With luck they’ll take you far, far from here,” Mel added.
If I could get them alone, m aybe I could talk Jack and Mel into being more accepting, or make Carrie more sympathetic to what they were going through.
“ Don ’t worry, I’ll be gone tomorrow, ” she said .
“Er, Carrie, can you hang on another day?” I blurted. “I could use your help.”
Jack and Mel simultaneously gasped.
I couldn’t tell them about Lynn b etween mouthfuls - it would take forever - so I pushed my plate away. It still took a long time be cause I had to relate what they knew about Lynn but Carrie didn’t.
I outlined what I wanted her to do and added, “This will be intense, Carrie. Can you handle it?”
“What?” Jack shrieked, abruptly at my shoulder. He raked his fingers through his hair. “This is too much! First you bring her in our home, now you’re taking her out on a jaunt!”
Mel slapped the back of her hand to her forehead. “Oh, the betrayal. ”
Carrie sat up straight. “Don’t be silly. This is work.” She fixed her unchanging gaze on me. “I can do it! A real police investigation. I’m so excited. Don’t you worry about a thing, love. I’ll keep my eyes peeled and ears open, I’ll stick to the detective s like glue. Nothing will get past Carrie Wood.”
Chapter Six
We left the house at seven forty-five . Instead of watching for Royal from the house, or waiting on the porch, we ambled along Beeches . On the brow of the hill, when I knew Jack and Mel couldn’t hear us, I drew Carrie’s attention to a commemorative bench on the grass behind the sidewalk. “Carrie, we need to talk.”
We sat side by side , then she leaned nearer. “That sounds ominous.”
I smiled slight ly. “ I didn’t mean it to . We haven’t had a chance to chat in private.”
“It’s about your Jack and Mel, isn’t it . Honestly, how do you put up with them? ”
“ They are possessive of me, but we are fond of one another although it may not come across as such.”
“I wouldn’t have come if I’d know n they were here. They’re like the rest, they hate me because I can do what they can’t.”
“They envy you. It’s natural, Carrie. If you were in their position, you’d understand.”
She tipped her head up. “I don’t have to be in their position to understand, and I sympathize. But what am I supposed to do? Stay in one place when I needn’t?”
“ All I’m asking for is tolerance and patience. If they get nasty, don’t sink to their level, it makes matters worse.”
“Bu t I haven’t sunk to their level! ” She sniffed. “Although it’d be easy.”
“You haven’t, but as you say , it would be easy.” I shifted on the bench . “I’m trying to avoid it getting that bad and you can help by being the adult when they act like kids.”
“All right,” she responded grumpily. “Are you going to give
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