M Is for Malice by Sue Grafton Page B

patience that I scarcely felt. "One of the first things you ever said to me was that you wanted-how did you phrase it 'obedience without whining.' You said very few women ever mastered that."
    "I said that?"
    "Yes, you did. I've tried very hard ever since not to whine in your presence."
    "Don't be ridiculous. I didn't mean it that way," he said. "I don't even remember, saying it, but I was probably talking about something else. Anyway, don't change the subject. I don't want to leave it on this note. As long as the issue's on the table, let's get it settled."
    "What's to settle? We can't settle anything. There's no way to resolve it, so let's drop the whole business. I'm sorry I brought it up. I've already got this ongoing family nonsense. Maybe I'm upset about that."
    "What nonsense? You're related to these people, so what's the problem?"
    "I don't want to get into it. Aside from whining, I hate to feel like I'm repeating myself."
    "How can you repeat yourself when you never told me to begin with?"
    I ran a hand through my hair and stared down at the tabletop. I'd been hoping to avoid the subject, but the topic did seem safer than discussing our relationship, whatever that consisted of. I couldn't come up with any rational defense of my reluctance to engage with this newfound family of mine. I just didn't want to do it. Finally, I said, "I guess I don't like to be pressured. They're so busy trying to make up for lost time. Why can't they just mind their own business? I'm not comfortable with all this buddy-buddy stuff. You know how stubborn I get when I'm pushed."
    "Why did you agree to work for that attorney then? Isn't she your cousin?"
    "Well, yes, but I didn't intend to agree. I intended to turn her down, but then greed and curiosity got the better of me. I have a living to earn and I didn't want to refuse out of perversity. I know I'll regret it, but I'm into it now so there's no sense beating myself up."
    "Sounds harmless enough on the face of it."
    "It's not harmless. It's annoying. And besides, that isn't the point. The point is, I'd like for them to respect my boundaries."
    "What boundaries? She hired you to do a job. As long as you get paid, that's the end of it."
    "Let's hope. Besides, it's not her so much as the other two. Liza and Pam. If I give an inch, they'll invade my space."
    "Oh, bullshit. That's California psychobabble. You can't live your life like a radio talk show."
    "What do you know? I don't notice you all cozied up to your family."
    I could see him flinch. His expression shifted abruptly to one of injury and irritation. "Low blow. What I say about my kids, I don't want you throwing back in my face."
    "You're right. I'm sorry. I withdraw the remark."
    "Withdraw the knife and the wound's still there," he snapped. "What's the matter with you? You're so bristly these days. You're doing everything you can to keep me at arm's length."
    "I am not," I said, and then I stared at him, squinting. "Is that true?"
    "Well, look at your behavior. I haven't even been here two days and we're already fighting. What's that about? I didn't travel all this way to pick a fight with you. I wanted to see you. I was excited we'd have time together. Hell. If I'd wanted to fight, I could have stayed with Naomi."
    "Why didn't you? I don't mean the question in a mean-hearted way, but I'm curious. What happened?"
    "Oh, who knows? I have my version, she has hers. Sometimes I think relationships have a natural lifespan. Ours ran out. That's all it was. The explanations come afterwards when you try to make sense of it. Let's get back to you. What's going on in your head?"
    "I'd rather fight than feel nothing."
    "Those are your only two options?"
    "That's what it feels like, but I couldn't say for sure."
    He reached out and gave my hair a tug. "What am I going to do with you?"
    "What am I going to do with you?" I replied.

SEVEN
    When we returned to the apartment at ten-fifteen, Henry's kitchen light was on. Dietz said his knee was