Duffy,â Kate said, âbut Iâm sure Oscar will get on that.â
âPoor Oscar,â Hawes said. âHe never got to say, âJust one more thing, maâamâ like Columbo.â
âHeâs probably saying it right now,â I pointed out. âBesides, heâll get something even better - an arrest.â
âThanks to Ironsides here,â my sister said.
Oh, puh-leeze.
Mac, still on wheels, attempted to look humble. Thatâs not one of his best tricks. âThere is in fiction the grand tradition of what is called the armchair detective. Perhaps it would not be going too far to say that I solved this case from a wheelchair.â
Santa Crime
No one should be surprised that Sebastian McCabe was tapped to play Santa Claus for the Christmas party at Serenity House, Erinâs premier social service agency. My brother-in-law weighs in at a few dozen pounds north of healthy and hides his triple chins under a beard, albeit an almost black one rather than white. Plus, heâs just a big kid himself.
But I just couldnât see myself as one of his elves.
âIâm six-one,â I reminded my wife unnecessarily. âYou should do it.â
And what a fetching elf she would make!
âIâm almost as tall as you are, Jeff.â Only when youâre wearing heels, my beloved, like those three-inch Italian beauties you bought on our honeymoon. Which I like a lot! âBesides, size doesnât matter,â she went on. âThink of that movie. You know, the one about the tall elf. I forget the title. Listen, you only have to wear a hat. Iâm not asking you to put on green tights. I know that would be too much for you.â
Damned right!
Lynda reached across the table and took my hand. âOh, come on, tesoro mio . Humor me.â
It was hard not to, considering that it was December 1 and we were in the middle of celebrating the tenth anniversary of Lyndaâs twenty-first birthday. Iâd brought her to dinner at Ricolettiâs Ristorante, Erinâs finest eatery and Lyndaâs favorite.
âWell, I know youâre going to be busy helping Triple M that day,â I conceded. âIn the Christmas spirit, Iâll do my part. How bad can it be?â
Remind me never to ask that question again.
Serenity House isnât really a house. Itâs a network of social services located in a number of different buildings. But one of those buildings is a house - a former mansion, in fact - located on Front Street. Thatâs where the agencyâs annual Holiday Fest is held two Saturdays before Christmas. The craft show is a fundraiser where many clients of the agency sell their work while musicians and singers perform in the background. âBreakfast with Santa,â served in a separate room, draws in families with kids. Harvey Duncan had played the Big Guy for years, but he was spending his winters in Florida now that he had retired from teaching. Mac, when asked, didnât even feign reluctance to don the red suit and pointy hat.
The place was in a happy uproar when I showed up about ten oâclock in the morning. Dozens of patrons in the holiday spirit talked loudly over the Christmas singers. Tables displaying locally produced crafts, from jewelry and Christmas ornaments to needlepoint and paintings, lined the sides of the mansionâs former ballroom and ran down the middle as well.
âHi, Jeff,â yelled Triple M in her usual cheerful manner. Sister Mary Margaret Malone - Sister Polly to most people, just plain Polly to Lynda, and Triple M to me - had a Star Trek coffee mug in one hand and a scarf in the other, which she was waving. She also had two males and a female gathered around her, ranging in age from juvenile to old enough to know better. I sized them up immediately as lawbreakers assigned to do community service with Triple M in her capacity as Erinâs volunteer jail chaplain.
One of the miscreants
Leigh James
Eileen Favorite
Meghan O'Brien
Charlie Jane Anders
Kathleen Duey
Dana Marton
Kevin J. Anderson
Ella Quinn
Charlotte MacLeod
Grace Brannigan