toward Caleb. âHe was skinny as a rail back then. Wasnât you, Caleb?â
I was, yes.
âHandsome, too,â Beatrice said. She shook her head despairingly. âBut so thin. Lord, you could just about see through him.â She leaned forward and patted his belly. âLook like somebody done knocked you up, Cal.â She glanced back at Frank, and he saw the wildness in her eyes. âBut he could go all night back in them days.â She turned back toward Caleb and smiled affectionately. âCould âbout wear a girl out, couldnât you?â
âWith the right help, I could,â Caleb said, and the two of them laughed softly.
âI understand youâve been staying at a house near Glenwood?â Frank said.
âThatâs right,â Beatrice told him. âI been takinâ care of my sisterâs kids. She on her honeymoon. I never figured sheâd get married again, but she done it, so I come down to see after the kids.â
âCaleb says they keep you up at night?â
âThatâs right, too,â Beatrice said. âThey donât got much sense, them two. They run all over me. Like wild animals.â She pointed toward a small dirt hill. Two children were tumbling down it, spewing waves of dry dust into the air. âSee âem. Like monkeys.â She shook her head. âShit, if Iâd acted like them two, my mama would have nailed my bare feet to the kitchen floor.â
Frank took out his notebook. âSo you were up early on Tuesday morning?â
Beatrice nodded, her eyes looking closely at his face. âYou had a talk with the wrong guy, looks like.â
âMore than one,â Caleb said.
Beatrice smiled. ââMember when them two got after you that time? You was all busted up.â
âTuesday morning you were up, is that right?â Frank repeated.
âTill the break of dawn.â
âWhat did you see?â
âWell, they ainât much traffic on them sidestreets that time of the morning. So, I heard a car, and I looked out the window, sort of hoping it was my sister. It was a crazy thought, like maybe she done got tired of that fat bastard and left him on the beach. It was a crazy thought, but you know, when you want something bad, it does things to your mind.â
âWhat kind of car was it?â
âFancy car,â Beatrice said, âlike you donât see much around here.â
âDo you know what kind it was?â
âIt was a red little thing. What they call a âcoupe,â I think. It looked like a foreign car.â
âDid you happen to notice what model it was?â
âI donât know models much. Used to, I did. Back when they was just a Buick and a Ford. They got too many of them foreign cars now.â
âWas it new?â
âOh yeah, it was new. Real shiny. Red as a rose. Only brighter. Bright red.â
Frank wrote it down. âWhich way was the car coming?â
âUp from Glenwood,â Beatrice said, âgoing sort of slow.â
âSo you were facing the headlights?â
âYes,â Beatrice said, âshined right in my eyes. But then he flashed them off, and it was black night again.â She looked at Caleb. âBlack as my old ass, right, Caleb?â
Caleb took out his pipe. âDouble or single headlights, Bea?â
âTwo of them,â Beatrice said. She looked scoldingly at the pipe. âSo you still smoking that thing?â
âJust like always.â
âHowâs your poor wife stand it?â
âJust like always,â Caleb said, and again they laughed together.
âWhere did the car stop?â Frank asked.
ââBout halfway up the street,â Beatrice said. âIt circled a time or two. Then it pulled up to the curb right by that empty lot. Then the lights went off.â
âCould you see the car clearly?â
âIt was pitch black, except for that
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