The Silent Sister
“Riley As soon as Christine arrived the following morning, I left the house for a run. I’d timed it that way. Every minute away from Christine was a good minute. But as soon as I descended the porch steps, the Kyles’ old Ford pulled up to the curb in front of my house.
Oh, no, I thought. I’d wanted an hour’s peace. Was that too much to ask?
The passenger side window of the car rolled down and I could see it was Verniece rather than Tom in the driver’s seat.
“Riley, dear!” Verniece called, all sw...eetness and light. “Can we talk for a minute?”
I stood with my hands on my hips. I looked behind me at the house, knowing Jeannie would show up any minute and wouldn’t be happy to find Verniece there. Crossing the lawn, I pulled the car door open and got in. After hearing bits and pieces of Verniece’s argument with Tom the previous day, the older woman no longer gave me that warm cuddly feeling.
“We can’t talk here,” I said. “There’s too much going on.”
“Oh, that’s fine.”MoreLess
Oh, no, I thought. I’d wanted an hour’s peace. Was that too much to ask?
The passenger side window of the car rolled down and I could see it was Verniece rather than Tom in the driver’s seat.
“Riley, dear!” Verniece called, all sw...eetness and light. “Can we talk for a minute?”
I stood with my hands on my hips. I looked behind me at the house, knowing Jeannie would show up any minute and wouldn’t be happy to find Verniece there. Crossing the lawn, I pulled the car door open and got in. After hearing bits and pieces of Verniece’s argument with Tom the previous day, the older woman no longer gave me that warm cuddly feeling.
“We can’t talk here,” I said. “There’s too much going on.”
“Oh, that’s fine.”MoreLess
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