could tell her she was delusional, Marnie took off again, this time at a dead run. I yearned to escape with her. Just being in the same room with those people again was more than I could stomach. I would probably vomit if I had to actually talk to them.
I might have bypassed the meeting altogether if I hadnât heard Soniaâs voice wending its way out of its usual creaminess and into a precipitously high place. I sucked in my gut and followed it.
Only because I had the worst luck possible did Sonia have her back to the door, while the board faced herâand me. I couldnât remember anyoneâs name except Eganâs, but the other two members were there, as well as a redheaded woman I hadnât met before. Every face was ashen as Sonia sat before them in her silk robe and her now less-than-commanding posture. They had obviously realized that no miracle had yet occurred. I might have felt sorry for them if I hadnât warned them weeks ago.
âCome on in, Lucia,â Sonia said. She must have smelled my presence.
As I edged inside, I saw Egan breathing so hard I could have driven a Buick into his nostrils.
âTell my friends and supporters what kind of progress Iâm making,â Sonia said.
I didnât move. Didnât bring my dumpy self before this audience of slimness and righteousness. Bad enough they were all staring at me as I stood behind Sonia. I wouldnât give them a full frontal to judge.
Sonia waved her arm irritably. âCome on, Lucia. Tell them.â
âYouâre making progress,â I said to the floor.
âNo, tell them. â
The redhead nodded like a dashboard ornament. The rest still looked as if theyâd just had electric shock therapy administered.
âLucia.â Sonia snagged at my sleeve.
If I didnât move forward, I would look even more conspicuous. I had on a black sweater Chip had brought me, and I crossed it over my chest as I stepped up to stand beside her.
âSheâs right on schedule,â I said to the wall above their heads. âEverything is going the way itâs supposed to.â
âWe get that.â Egan leaned over the lid of his computer and looked at Sonia, yet not quite at her. âAnd Sonia, weâre willing to hang in there with you until youâre back . . . in shape.â
âThatâs right.â A woman in large hoop earrings poured out her words like molasses. âHoney, we arenât saying weâre not behind you, but the idea of going out now and speakingâthis wayâthatâs not fair to you.â
âWho ever promised fair? The only fair is where pigs win ribbons.â Sonia poured molasses back at her, giving fair more than its share of syllables. âThis is not about meâthis is about what people need, and they need to participate in this miracle of healing with me.â
âAmen,â the redhead said.
No one else joined her. Nor did anyone else appear to have the intestinal fortitude, as Chip always called it, to say what they were all thinking.
Sonia drew herself up further. âSo what youâre saying is that you wonât support me if I go out and speak like this.â She pointed to her face.
âWeâre saying you should wait,â Egan said.
âAnd Iâm saying God doesnât want me to wait. Iâm not afraid.â
âWell, Iâm afraid for you,â a queenly middle-aged woman said. Her hands shook as she pulled a large jeweled ring on and off her finger. âPeople donât want to see you suffering, Sonia. They love you too much.â
âAnd Iâm here to tell you,â Egan said, âthe ones who do come will be curiosity seekers just wanting to rubberneck.â
Sonia stood up abruptly and rocked on her feet. I reached out a hand to steady her, but she knocked me away. I swayed off kilter, and my hip collided with the table. For an instant the attention shifted, en masse,
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