3 Shadows on the Ivy by Lea Wait

Author:Lea Wait [Wait, Lea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scribner
Published: 2004-10-16T04:00:00+00:00

Short, but she’d let him know she was still here. And caring about him.

The answering machine was in the kitchen. One more task before she gave up for the night.

“Maggie, it’s Gussie. Got your message, and Jim and I are almost packed and ready to go. We’ll drive down Wednesday, and see you in the early hours of Thursday morning, after the theater. Don’t bother having food for us; we have reservations to eat in New York before the play starts. Looking forward to seeing you!”

Good, Maggie thought. That means I don’t have to hit the grocery store until Wednesday. It would be good to see Gussie. Gussie could sometimes see solutions where Maggie saw only puzzle pieces.

There were two hang-up calls before “Professor Summer? It’s Tiffany. I forgot something. I need to see you again. Soon. I’m going to be out for a while this evening, so could I meet you at your office first thing in the morning? I’ll call tomorrow to confirm. Thanks!”

What could that be about? Had Tiffany thought of something that might help Sarah? Darn. If she’d checked her messages earlier, maybe she could have called Tiffany back tonight. But not this late. Whatever it was would have to wait until tomorrow.

“Is this Maggie Summer? I’m Martha Graves. I live down the street from you. David George, next door, said you were an antique-print dealer. I’ve been cleaning out my mother’s attic and I found a whole box of Godey’s Lady’s Book fashion prints. Would you be interested in buying them? Please call.”

Godey’s! Maggie could always use more early fashion prints, especially if they were the double-size ones that had folded into the magazines. Those were getting harder and harder to find, and if those were in good condition…people hung them in bedrooms or bathrooms or hallways and liked the light touch of the elegant Victorian fashions. Especially when the scenes included children or animals or men. Or brides. Brides were the hardest to find, and the fastest to sell. They made wonderful shower or wedding or anniversary gifts. But it was too late to call Martha Graves tonight.

Maggie wrote down her number and yawned. Enough was enough. Sleep called.

Too late for the Godey’s, too late to call Tiffany. Too late.

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