Black Cat White Paws_A Maggie Dahl Mystery by Mark McNease

Author:Mark McNease [McNease, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-26T22:00:00+00:00

David was pouting again. He got that way when they argued. Conflict between them was rare and had amounted to little more than forceful opposition when one of them wanted one thing and the other wanted something else. The move to New Jersey had been an example: David had wanted to pack their belongings into a U-Haul and leave New York the day after they’d come back from their second trip to Lambertville. Maggie had been hesitant, stressing that they needed to think things through—everything—including the impact a move would have on their son, as well as what it meant for their financial future. The biggest bone of contention had been the apartment in Manhattan. Maggie wanted to rent it out, just in case they weren’t as happy in Lambertville as they imagined they would be. David was firmly for selling. So they’d compromised and offered the apartment to Wynn. He’d declined, having no interest in living in the same apartment he’d grown up in. Maggie had finally agreed with David: it was highly unlikely they would return to the city, but if they did, they’d be ready to downsize anyway. And they needed the money. Dahl House Jams needed the money. The sale of the apartment was about financing their dreams, so they put it on the block and sold it within two months. Neither of them looked back—David because he was ready to move forward, and Maggie because she didn’t want to deal with the emotions she’d find there.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed again, where he usually was in her dreams. His back was to her and she kept calling his name, “David … David, look at me when I’m talking to you.” She reached out and put her hand on his naked shoulder. He’d slept nude all his life, and he’d been naked when he died. It had added to Maggie’s horror when she’d shaken his corpse, trying to wake him from an eternal sleep.

“What did I say wrong this time?” she asked. “What did I do? I’m trying so hard, David. My sister’s here now. And I have a cat. A cat! You didn’t like cats. Is that it? You’re upset that I have a cat?”

She heard meowing, as if mentioning cats to her dead husband had set one crying. The more she tried to pay attention to the sound in her dream, the more the dream began to tumble away from her. The meowing became yowling, and she swam as quickly as she could to the surface of consciousness. David vanished. The dream vanished. Maggie opened her eyes and gasped: Checks was pawing the pillow by her head, crying loudly and urgently.

“What is wrong with you, cat?”

She shoved Checks away from her and sat up in bed. She peered into the darkness of the bedroom. And then she heard it. Movement downstairs. She thought at first it must be Gerri, sleepless and raiding the kitchen for a midnight snack. She glanced at the clock: 2:45 a.

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