“What did you hear Mommy say, sweetheart?”
He snaps another Lego into place. “Hey, look at this, Miss Kristin!” Sean makes a
whoosh!
sound, waving his missile launcher back and forth.
“That’s neat,” I say, struggling to be patient. “But can you tell me what Mommy said? You remember, Sean?”
My mind explodes with the thought of Dakota spilling the beans to Penley: “I saw Miss Kristin at Nana and Papa’s house — she and Daddy were together!”
Is this how it ends? How this insane house of cards comes crashing down?
I peer over my shoulder at the door to the apartment. The instinct rising inside me is like a power surge to the brain.
Run!
Get out of here!
You don’t want to face her!
But before I can make a mad dash, I hear Penley’s mincing footsteps around the corner of the foyer. I turn to look, and there she is, staring right at me.
“Speak of the devil,” she says.
Chapter 47
“SEAN, DEAR, CAN YOU GO to your room, please?” asks Penley, her voice actually kind of gentle and sweet.
Too
sweet, I’m thinking. She’s overcompensating for what’s to come, the bloody showdown when it’s just the two of us out here.
Is it too late to make a run for it?
Sean scoops up his missile launcher and shuffles off toward his room. I’m half tempted to beg him to stay. Penley wouldn’t try to kill me in front of her stepson, would she?
Not knowing what to do, I stoop and begin gathering the remaining Legos on the floor.
“That can wait,” she says. “Come, we need to talk.”
Dressed in her workout clothes —
what else?
— Penley leads me into the living room, motioning for me to have a seat on the green satin couch against the wall. She takes one of the two armchairs facing it, and we both settle in.
“So, how was your weekend?” she asks.
I can’t believe it.
She’s toying with me!
The pleasant smile and friendly tone. She never asks about my weekend. Never.
“It was fine,” I answer.
“Do anything special?”
“No, not really.”
Oh, yeah, I did see and talk to my dead father. Almost forgot.
Is she trying to get me to confess; is that her game?
Nothing doing. I’ll tell her the same thing Michael told Dakota. We’re planning her surprise party.
That’s our story and we’re sticking to it!
“How about yourself?” I ask, matching her broad smile tooth for tooth. “Did you have a nice weekend?”
“Very nice,” she says. “We spent yesterday out in the country at my parents’ place.”
“Oh?”
“I mentioned we were doing that, didn’t I?”
“You might have.”
Actually, you didn’t, Michael did.
“You know, you should come out with us sometime,” she says. “It’s on the water; there’s a pool and tennis court. It’s a very nice escape from the city.”
Oh, you’re good, Penley.
If this is how you want to play it, I’ll make it easy for you.
“Gee, I bet the kids really enjoy it.”
“They truly do. What kid doesn’t enjoy being around the water?” She folds her legs. “Strange, though.”
“What’s that?”
“Dakota.”
Finally . . . here we go.
“Yes,” I say. “Sean mentioned she wasn’t feeling well.”
“Actually, I’m not sure what’s wrong with her. By the time we were heading home yesterday, she seemed a little off. She doesn’t have a temperature, and it’s not her stomach. Something’s bothering her, though. Any ideas?”
I don’t say anything. Every muscle tenses, and I brace myself for the moment. Surely this is when she lays down her cards.
Instead, all Penley does is shrug.
“I’m sure Dakota will be fine. She’s tough, takes after Michael,” she says. “Just in case, I thought we’d keep her home from school today.” She flicks her wrist. “Anyway, that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.”
I barely manage a swallow. “No?”
“Guess who I spoke to last night?”
As long as it’s anyone but Dakota, I couldn’t care less at this point. I’m swimming in relief. “Who?” I
He snaps another Lego into place. “Hey, look at this, Miss Kristin!” Sean makes a
whoosh!
sound, waving his missile launcher back and forth.
“That’s neat,” I say, struggling to be patient. “But can you tell me what Mommy said? You remember, Sean?”
My mind explodes with the thought of Dakota spilling the beans to Penley: “I saw Miss Kristin at Nana and Papa’s house — she and Daddy were together!”
Is this how it ends? How this insane house of cards comes crashing down?
I peer over my shoulder at the door to the apartment. The instinct rising inside me is like a power surge to the brain.
Run!
Get out of here!
You don’t want to face her!
But before I can make a mad dash, I hear Penley’s mincing footsteps around the corner of the foyer. I turn to look, and there she is, staring right at me.
“Speak of the devil,” she says.
Chapter 47
“SEAN, DEAR, CAN YOU GO to your room, please?” asks Penley, her voice actually kind of gentle and sweet.
Too
sweet, I’m thinking. She’s overcompensating for what’s to come, the bloody showdown when it’s just the two of us out here.
Is it too late to make a run for it?
Sean scoops up his missile launcher and shuffles off toward his room. I’m half tempted to beg him to stay. Penley wouldn’t try to kill me in front of her stepson, would she?
Not knowing what to do, I stoop and begin gathering the remaining Legos on the floor.
“That can wait,” she says. “Come, we need to talk.”
Dressed in her workout clothes —
what else?
— Penley leads me into the living room, motioning for me to have a seat on the green satin couch against the wall. She takes one of the two armchairs facing it, and we both settle in.
“So, how was your weekend?” she asks.
I can’t believe it.
She’s toying with me!
The pleasant smile and friendly tone. She never asks about my weekend. Never.
“It was fine,” I answer.
“Do anything special?”
“No, not really.”
Oh, yeah, I did see and talk to my dead father. Almost forgot.
Is she trying to get me to confess; is that her game?
Nothing doing. I’ll tell her the same thing Michael told Dakota. We’re planning her surprise party.
That’s our story and we’re sticking to it!
“How about yourself?” I ask, matching her broad smile tooth for tooth. “Did you have a nice weekend?”
“Very nice,” she says. “We spent yesterday out in the country at my parents’ place.”
“Oh?”
“I mentioned we were doing that, didn’t I?”
“You might have.”
Actually, you didn’t, Michael did.
“You know, you should come out with us sometime,” she says. “It’s on the water; there’s a pool and tennis court. It’s a very nice escape from the city.”
Oh, you’re good, Penley.
If this is how you want to play it, I’ll make it easy for you.
“Gee, I bet the kids really enjoy it.”
“They truly do. What kid doesn’t enjoy being around the water?” She folds her legs. “Strange, though.”
“What’s that?”
“Dakota.”
Finally . . . here we go.
“Yes,” I say. “Sean mentioned she wasn’t feeling well.”
“Actually, I’m not sure what’s wrong with her. By the time we were heading home yesterday, she seemed a little off. She doesn’t have a temperature, and it’s not her stomach. Something’s bothering her, though. Any ideas?”
I don’t say anything. Every muscle tenses, and I brace myself for the moment. Surely this is when she lays down her cards.
Instead, all Penley does is shrug.
“I’m sure Dakota will be fine. She’s tough, takes after Michael,” she says. “Just in case, I thought we’d keep her home from school today.” She flicks her wrist. “Anyway, that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.”
I barely manage a swallow. “No?”
“Guess who I spoke to last night?”
As long as it’s anyone but Dakota, I couldn’t care less at this point. I’m swimming in relief. “Who?” I
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