Death in the Life
““It’s me,” he said. “I’m still on the job.”
“Great,” Julie said. The car reeked of shaving lotion.
“My wife sends her regards.”
“Thanks.”
His eyes rested on her a moment as he looked around before pulling out ahead of the oncoming cars. The motor sputtered and then decided to keep going. “It’s my own car,” he said. “I don’t drive it much.”
A poor thing, but his own. “It’s stiff,” Julie said.
“I should have asked you last night if you needed a sleeping pill,” Russo said, apparently measuring her... sleep by the length of her sentences. “Do you live alone?”
“Most of the time. My husband’s a newspaperman.”
“No kidding.”
“I’d as soon keep his name out of this, however.”
“I understand. It’s nobody’s business, including mine. But I knew you weren’t just anybody.”
“But I am,” Julie said. “It’s Jeff who’s special.”
“That’s who’s special in our house too, me. You know, my wife owned a beauty shop when I married her.MoreLess
“Great,” Julie said. The car reeked of shaving lotion.
“My wife sends her regards.”
“Thanks.”
His eyes rested on her a moment as he looked around before pulling out ahead of the oncoming cars. The motor sputtered and then decided to keep going. “It’s my own car,” he said. “I don’t drive it much.”
A poor thing, but his own. “It’s stiff,” Julie said.
“I should have asked you last night if you needed a sleeping pill,” Russo said, apparently measuring her... sleep by the length of her sentences. “Do you live alone?”
“Most of the time. My husband’s a newspaperman.”
“No kidding.”
“I’d as soon keep his name out of this, however.”
“I understand. It’s nobody’s business, including mine. But I knew you weren’t just anybody.”
“But I am,” Julie said. “It’s Jeff who’s special.”
“That’s who’s special in our house too, me. You know, my wife owned a beauty shop when I married her.MoreLess
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