Chaos Theory
“Linda Pringle said, ‘Come in.’ Inside, the flowery green drapes were drawn to keep out the late-afternoon sun. Kathleen Pringle was lying in bed asleep, the back of her hand half-covering her face. Her daughter was sitting beside her in an armchair, her eyes swollen, but looking much more composed now.
‘She went off all right, then?’ asked Rick.
‘I think she’s too shocked to cry. I think I am, too.’ ‘I’m so sorry for what happened. You should never have gotten involved in any of this.’ He looked around the bedroom. It was small and stuffy, with green speckly wallpaper and a framed print of Jesus above the bed.
‘You’ll be safe here, anyhow,’ he told her. ‘Phil and Grace, they’re good people. They’ll take care of you.’ ‘What about Dad? What about those men?’ ‘Steve will take care of them. That’s one of Steve’s specialties: making problems disappear.’ ‘But that’s my dad. I don’t want him just to disappear.’ ‘I know. And if I know Steve, he’ll have fixed something, so you can say goodbye ...properly, when this is all over.MoreLess
‘She went off all right, then?’ asked Rick.
‘I think she’s too shocked to cry. I think I am, too.’ ‘I’m so sorry for what happened. You should never have gotten involved in any of this.’ He looked around the bedroom. It was small and stuffy, with green speckly wallpaper and a framed print of Jesus above the bed.
‘You’ll be safe here, anyhow,’ he told her. ‘Phil and Grace, they’re good people. They’ll take care of you.’ ‘What about Dad? What about those men?’ ‘Steve will take care of them. That’s one of Steve’s specialties: making problems disappear.’ ‘But that’s my dad. I don’t want him just to disappear.’ ‘I know. And if I know Steve, he’ll have fixed something, so you can say goodbye ...properly, when this is all over.MoreLess
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