“Joe cast off the lines that held the sedan to the dock, assuring me I didn’t need to help, then sat down behind the wheel of the sedan. “What makes Trey think Hershel’s capsized?” I said. “He and his canoe are both missing.” “Patsy Waterloo didn’t mention the canoe. She just said Hershel was gone.” Joe reached over and squeezed my hand. “Forget Hershel. I am really glad to see you. If you’d backed out of this little trip—well, I think I might have done something desperate.” “Cut your suspenders... and gone straight up, as my Texas grandma would have said? But why would I back out?” “It just seems as if everything else that’s happened for the past twenty-four hours has failed to turn out the way I wanted it to.” Joe started the motor and the boat began burbling. The motors of old boats are cooled by pumping water around the engine, and the design gives them a distinctive sound—a bubbling, murmuring, lush sound that lots of people find the most attractive thing about them.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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