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owner.”
I shrugged again. “Maybe.” I returned her smile. At least, I wasn’t a suspect. Hopefully.
And I had asked for something exciting to happen. Here it was. A visit from the police!
“If there’s anything else you think of, give me a call.” She rose and handed me her card. “Now, which sewer hose was it? And you say Mrs. Brothers said it was a package of notes? That’s all?”
“That’s what she said.” I opened the door and let them out. I pointed to the sewer connection. They stopped to look at it, looked at each other and then returned to their patrol car. It seemed as if they were leaving without stopping to talk to Karen or Jim. I breathed a sigh of relief. Well, at least, I wouldn’t have some irate, grieving woman pounding on my door tonight.
Goodness! Ben said.
“I know!”
Those inquiries seemed extensive for an act of suicide, did you not think so?
“I wonder if they came up with something they just didn’t tell me about? I mean if any guy was likely to get murdered, it was Carl.”
Indeed!
A knock sounded on the door, and I jumped. I looked out. It was Karen. Oh, no! Had she figured out I had snitched on her already?
Chapter Six
I opened the door.
“Hi! Can I come in?” Karen asked.
I looked over my shoulder toward the interior of the RV, maybe for a possible escape. She wasn’t going to murder me, was she? Wasn’t this just how Carl must have gone?
I couldn’t hold back.
“You’re not carrying a gun or a knife, are you?”
She wrinkled her nose.
“What? No!” She looked over her shoulder. “I just don’t want Jim to see me here. I told him I was going for a walk.”
I didn’t see her packing a weapon, so I backed up the stairs and let her in.
“So, what did the police want? I saw them here!” Her blue eyes were bright. Her nose was red as if she had been crying again, but she revealed no sign of grief at the moment. In fact, she seemed excited.
“Well, they wanted to know what I knew about Sally and Carl.”
“You didn’t tell them about me , did you?” She took a seat on the couch, but I chose to lean against the kitchen sink, ready to run if need be. I bit my lip and thought fast. Not fast enough though. Nothing came to mind but the truth. Generally, I hated lying, and I was truly awful at it.
I nodded. “I did. I’m sorry.” I could have offered excuses like “they made me do it,” but that wasn’t the truth. I waited for her reaction.
“Minnie!” Karen gasped. She jumped up and ran to look out of the front door window as if the police waited for her. The cruiser was gone though. She turned back to me. “Why? Why would you do that?”
Why indeed! I’d forgotten why.
“I just thought I should tell them everything I knew, Karen. I am sorry. I wouldn’t have the faintest idea what to hold back and what to tell them, or why I would hold anything back.”
“You must be a lousy friend!”
Ah! An unworthy insult. Do not listen to her, Minerva. She is afraid.
I let her vent. I was actually pretty good at keeping secrets for friends, but probably not from the authorities.
“Well, what did they say?” she asked.
“Nothing, really. They stopped to look at the sewer drain, but I don’t think they were going to look down it for your notes.”
“You told them about the notes! Minnie! What is the matter with you?”
I shrugged with a sheepish smile.
“It seemed pertinent, Karen. Now, you know why I asked if you had a weapon on you.”
Karen, looking out the window again, turned back. “Yes, I can see why.”
A shiver passed up my spine. Her bright blue eyes had taken on a cold hue again. While I had only been partially kidding, she looked very serious about her response.
Perhaps she should leave now, Minerva.
I’m thinking maybe she should, Ben. Some days, I wish you were a real guy so I could hide behind you.
Silence. I realized what I had said.
No, I know you’re real, Ben. I’m sorry.
And I am sorry that
I shrugged again. “Maybe.” I returned her smile. At least, I wasn’t a suspect. Hopefully.
And I had asked for something exciting to happen. Here it was. A visit from the police!
“If there’s anything else you think of, give me a call.” She rose and handed me her card. “Now, which sewer hose was it? And you say Mrs. Brothers said it was a package of notes? That’s all?”
“That’s what she said.” I opened the door and let them out. I pointed to the sewer connection. They stopped to look at it, looked at each other and then returned to their patrol car. It seemed as if they were leaving without stopping to talk to Karen or Jim. I breathed a sigh of relief. Well, at least, I wouldn’t have some irate, grieving woman pounding on my door tonight.
Goodness! Ben said.
“I know!”
Those inquiries seemed extensive for an act of suicide, did you not think so?
“I wonder if they came up with something they just didn’t tell me about? I mean if any guy was likely to get murdered, it was Carl.”
Indeed!
A knock sounded on the door, and I jumped. I looked out. It was Karen. Oh, no! Had she figured out I had snitched on her already?
Chapter Six
I opened the door.
“Hi! Can I come in?” Karen asked.
I looked over my shoulder toward the interior of the RV, maybe for a possible escape. She wasn’t going to murder me, was she? Wasn’t this just how Carl must have gone?
I couldn’t hold back.
“You’re not carrying a gun or a knife, are you?”
She wrinkled her nose.
“What? No!” She looked over her shoulder. “I just don’t want Jim to see me here. I told him I was going for a walk.”
I didn’t see her packing a weapon, so I backed up the stairs and let her in.
“So, what did the police want? I saw them here!” Her blue eyes were bright. Her nose was red as if she had been crying again, but she revealed no sign of grief at the moment. In fact, she seemed excited.
“Well, they wanted to know what I knew about Sally and Carl.”
“You didn’t tell them about me , did you?” She took a seat on the couch, but I chose to lean against the kitchen sink, ready to run if need be. I bit my lip and thought fast. Not fast enough though. Nothing came to mind but the truth. Generally, I hated lying, and I was truly awful at it.
I nodded. “I did. I’m sorry.” I could have offered excuses like “they made me do it,” but that wasn’t the truth. I waited for her reaction.
“Minnie!” Karen gasped. She jumped up and ran to look out of the front door window as if the police waited for her. The cruiser was gone though. She turned back to me. “Why? Why would you do that?”
Why indeed! I’d forgotten why.
“I just thought I should tell them everything I knew, Karen. I am sorry. I wouldn’t have the faintest idea what to hold back and what to tell them, or why I would hold anything back.”
“You must be a lousy friend!”
Ah! An unworthy insult. Do not listen to her, Minerva. She is afraid.
I let her vent. I was actually pretty good at keeping secrets for friends, but probably not from the authorities.
“Well, what did they say?” she asked.
“Nothing, really. They stopped to look at the sewer drain, but I don’t think they were going to look down it for your notes.”
“You told them about the notes! Minnie! What is the matter with you?”
I shrugged with a sheepish smile.
“It seemed pertinent, Karen. Now, you know why I asked if you had a weapon on you.”
Karen, looking out the window again, turned back. “Yes, I can see why.”
A shiver passed up my spine. Her bright blue eyes had taken on a cold hue again. While I had only been partially kidding, she looked very serious about her response.
Perhaps she should leave now, Minerva.
I’m thinking maybe she should, Ben. Some days, I wish you were a real guy so I could hide behind you.
Silence. I realized what I had said.
No, I know you’re real, Ben. I’m sorry.
And I am sorry that
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