Hotline to Murder
“Carol said. “It must be way past Shahla’s bedtime. But it was great to see you both.” She tucked her hand into Horace’s arm and guided him to a table in the corner.
“Who was that?” Shahla asked, her eyes wide.
“That was my ex-girlfriend,” Tony said, following Carol with his own eyes and wondering how she still had such control over his emotions.
“She’s very pretty. But…”
“Pushy? Sarcastic?”
“I didn’t want to say anything bad about her.”
“You don’t have to. I know all her faults by heart.”
*** “...I love your house.”
Tony had driven Shahla home, and they were sitting in his car in the driveway of a roomy and modern two-story house—the kind Tony would like to be able to afford someday. A house without attached neighbors.
“Fortunately, my father had lots of life insurance. And my mom works.”
“Your father? Your father is…?”
“My father is dead.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that.” Tony couldn’t imagine what it was like to lose a parent.MoreLess
“Who was that?” Shahla asked, her eyes wide.
“That was my ex-girlfriend,” Tony said, following Carol with his own eyes and wondering how she still had such control over his emotions.
“She’s very pretty. But…”
“Pushy? Sarcastic?”
“I didn’t want to say anything bad about her.”
“You don’t have to. I know all her faults by heart.”
*** “...I love your house.”
Tony had driven Shahla home, and they were sitting in his car in the driveway of a roomy and modern two-story house—the kind Tony would like to be able to afford someday. A house without attached neighbors.
“Fortunately, my father had lots of life insurance. And my mom works.”
“Your father? Your father is…?”
“My father is dead.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that.” Tony couldn’t imagine what it was like to lose a parent.MoreLess
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