Bartholomew 02 - How to Marry a Ghost by Hope McIntyre

Author:Hope McIntyre
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-05-26T20:46:08+00:00

“Scott?” I was shocked at the thought of it but it was a possibility. “What did Dumpster say?”

“He says when he came in, he went upstairs to bed and fell asleep immediately.”

“I think Dumpster sleeps in the kitchen,” I said, “which isn’t above the back room so he probably couldn’t hear anything once he was upstairs.”

“Whatever,” said Rufus, “he woke up around two thirty when he heard a car door slam outside his window and he went down and found Franny in a bad way.”

“Bad way, how? Was she injured?”

“He didn’t go into specifics. All he said was that she was

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slumped at the table in the back room crying and she wouldn’t tell him what had happened so he called me. She didn’t appear to be injured as such when I got there but she was shaking all over.

Anyway, see what you can get out of her in the morning. By the way,” he called back to me as he walked toward his truck, “my dad called last night and they’re on their way home. He said he’s going to get out here as soon as he can.”

Back at the cabin, I didn’t even bother to take my clothes off.

I set the alarm for six thirty, lay down on the bed, and when it went off, I leapt up, brushed my teeth, and set off in the Jeep.

When Lucia answered the door, I wondered if she’d even bothered to go back to bed. She had Eliza in her arms once again.

“I’m going to leave Eliza with her for this morning,” said Franny. “I’ve told him to tell Lucia I’m going to send Jesus back with all her stuff. I only brought a couple of feeds with me.”

I think I’d known from the beginning that Franny was a prag-matist but until that moment I don’t think I’d fully understood just how much of an opportunist she was. Last night she had been unwilling to let Lucia even touch Eliza but only a few hours later she was entrusting her to the woman’s care. Franny wasn’t about to overlook the fact that she had found a haven with a built-in babysitter.

“So how long are you planning to stay?” I asked her as we set off along Cranberry Hole Road.

“How is it living in the cabin?” she asked me by way of reply.

This was crazy. Was she going to pretend last night had never happened?

“Franny! You got Rufus and me out of bed in the middle of the night to rescue you from a situation and now you won’t tell us what it was.”

“I never got you out of bed. Don’t put that on me. It was Rufus

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who called you. Anyway, sounds like you already know what happened from my son.”

And that was all I could get out of her before we arrived at the Old Stone Market and she hailed Jesus with, “I’m moving out of the apartment upstairs. I’m going to need you to go over to Napeague with our stuff, once we’re done with the breakfast shift.

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