A Blind Corner by Caitlin Macy

A Blind Corner by Caitlin Macy

Author:Caitlin Macy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Published: 2022-06-21T00:00:00+00:00


After organizing Marcus’s suitcase sufficiently so I could close it and drag it back down to the alcove, I lay comatose on the couch. In point of fact I was waiting for the cable guy, who, two hours after the appointed window, still had not shown up. My houseguest, I understood now, was in a precarious mental state. Fragile to begin with, he was clearly losing his shit. I considered calling Gillian to discuss him, but I couldn’t muster the energy and, truth be told, I shied away from talking about someone behind his back when he was still under my roof. I only had to get through another day or two—he was slated to leave on Tuesday or Wednesday, latest. As the day wore on, I considered the kind of pressure he was under and I steeled myself to listen supportively when he got back. As the day wore on, I worried he was lost. As the day wore on, I opened the door several times and listened, as if I would hear him lurking in the hallway or taking the back stairs up. I worried that he had been so agitated he had blown off the interview and was now too ashamed to admit it. I worried all kinds of things.

At five thirty, I called Doug. After some preliminary back-and-forth, I said casually, as if it were an afterthought, “It’s a bit weird, but I haven’t heard from Marcus all day.” I explained how he’d gone off, late and worried, for the interview. “I guess I thought he’d either be home by now or else I’d hear from him. I’ll have to figure out a way to leave keys because”—I sounded the kicker triumphantly—“I actually have plans tonight. I’m meeting Kelly for drinks.” Kelly McMahon was a childhood friend of mine, briefly in New York for an accountants’ conference. “It’s been on the books for weeks.”

“Oh!” said Doug. “Oh.”

“What?”

“Well, it’s just—I’ve heard from him. He and I—”

“You’ve heard from him?”

“Yeah!” said my husband. “He called me to see if I wanted to meet up for a drink.”

“He did? You mean tonight?”

“Yeah—we’re meeting in an hour.”

“Oh. Okay. I see,” I said. Then I added, “Great!”

“I figured you’d be glad if I got him out of the house for an hour.”

“For sure. I mean—definitely. Definitely.”

“Cool. Apparently the interview went really well, by the way—they want him to come back for another round.”

“Really?” This gave me pause. “I’m kind of surprised, to be honest, given how late he was,” I said by way of explanation—not wanting to impugn Marcus’s actual skills as a management consultant, of which I had no knowledge.

“Weird—he didn’t mention that,” Doug said. “Told me he cabbed over a couple hours early so he could walk around and check out Radio City.”

I hesitated. “Well—have fun tonight!” I said.

“You too!” said Doug. “Tell Kelly I say hi!”



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