Beverly Barton by Close Enough To Kill

Author:Close Enough To Kill
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Published: 2012-01-17T20:56:50+00:00

Chapter 16

Filled to overflowing with well-wishers, the Adams Landing Country Club sparkled with candlelight and champagne. The tinkling of glasses blended with conversations and laughter, with light jazz music creating a subtle undertone for all the other sounds. Men in suits, some like R.B. Granger in tuxedos, escorted wives, sweethearts, and dates. Ladies of all ages were decked out in silk and satin and sequins. And none was more beautiful than Brenda Granger in her white satin, floor-length gown that caressed her slender curves. Not even her younger daughter, Robyn, who wore a skintight, hot pink little number that scooped to her waist in the back and sported a slit that ended mid-thigh, outshined her. And all the children in attendance looked as if they had stepped out of the pages of a kiddie fashion magazine.

As Bernie and Jim entered the fray, half an hour late, she caught a glimpse of her parents in a far corner of the grand ballroom, Robyn and her date chitchatting with them. Her sister lifted a hand and waved, a predatory smile on her face. Bernie wondered how long it would take Robyn to zero in on Jim. It didn’t matter that Paul Landon was her official date for this evening. It wouldn’t be the first time her sister had arrived at a party with one man and left with another.

“I feel downright underdressed.” Jim glanced around the main ballroom at all the elegantly attired guests.

“I’ve had this old blue suit for years.” He twisted the knot in his blue-and-white-striped tie. “And this is the only tie I own.”

“You look fine,” Bernie assured him.You’re the best looking man here.

“I’m sorry you’re late for your parents’ fortieth wedding anniversary. Will your mom be upset?”

“If she is, she won’t let me know. She was a sheriff’s wife for nearly thirty years. She understands that sometimes work comes first and that it often interferes with family events.”

Bernie glanced around, searching again for her parents, who seemed to have disappeared; but she figured the two were on the dance floor, which was set up in the smaller of the two ballrooms. She could remember when she’d been a little girl, she and Robyn sitting at the top of the stairs and watching their parents in each other’s arms downstairs in the living room, the two of them dancing to old tunes from the sixties. As she grew older, she realized how much in love her parents were and knew that one day she Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html

wanted that kind of love. She wanted a man to look at her the way her dad looked at her mom.

“Mom and Dad must be on the dance floor. I don’t see them anywhere.”

“They hired a live band to play tonight?”

“They sure did. It’s a jazz band from Huntsville.”

“This is some shindig,” Jim said. “I hate that your folks had to keep an eye on Kevin on their big day.”

“I’m sure he wasn’t any trouble. After all, Kevin’s nearly thirteen, not three.

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