The Readaholics And the Poirot Puzzle (2015)
“From the cars pulled into my parents’ driveway, I knew Derek and my sister Peri had beaten me there. There were hugs all around and I hung on to Derek extra long, until he pushed me away and said, “I didn’t pull a nickel in Supermax, sis.”
He grinned at the look on my face. “A ‘nickel’ is five years in prison-speak,” he explained, “and Supermax is—”
“I know what the Supermax Prison is,” I said huffily. “It’s where they put people like the Unabomber.”
“Supermax—where prisoners check in, but they don’t check out,” Derek paraphrased the old roach motel commercial.
I guessed it was good he could make jokes about it. He didn’t look too bad, considering. No worse than when I last saw him.
“Where’s Zach?” I asked Peri. The oldest of us five siblings at thirty-nine (and holding), she lived here in Heaven with her husband, an engineer with the Colorado Department of Transportation, and my only nephew and niece, Blake and Blythe.
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