Irish Parade Murder by Leslie Meier

Author:Leslie Meier [Meier, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-10-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Lucy was thinking about the sheriff as she drove home, and trying to come up with a way to expose and break his hold on the county, when she got a call on her cell from Edna. Her mother-in-law rarely phoned, so her first thought was that Edna must be in some sort of trouble. “Hi, what’s up?” she asked, bracing herself for a crisis.

Edna was slow to answer, and when she did, she sounded unsure of herself. “Um, well, I—I thought I’d take you up on your invitation for a visit—if it’s still good, that is.”

Somewhat relieved, Lucy was quick to reply. “Of course, it’s still good. We’d love to have you come, and stay for as long as you want.”

“Well, I don’t want to be a burden . . .”

“Don’t be silly. We’ve got plenty of room, and it will be a pleasure to have you—the girls were saying the other day how much they love your blueberry muffins, and I’ve still got plenty of those blueberries we picked last summer in the freezer. When can you come?”

“I’m not sure. I’ve been talking to Kate, you see, and it depends on when she can make the trip.”

Hearing this, Lucy had a feeling that this conversation would demand her entire attention, so she pulled off the road into the parking area by the hospital thrift shop, just outside of town. “Were you thinking that Kate would stay here, too?” she asked, unwilling to entertain an uninvited guest.

“Oh, no. I never thought of such a thing,” insisted Edna. “Kate has some business she needs to attend to in Portland, and since she knows that you all live in Maine, she suggested it might be a good time for us all to finally get together as a family.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” asked Lucy, not at all sure she was ready to play happy families with Catherine Klein.

“Well, yes, Lucy. She’s family, after all, and, wouldn’t you know, I don’t remember her at all from the funeral. I have no idea what she looks like.” Her voice softened. “Does she resemble my Bill? You met her, didn’t you? Did you think she looked like him?”

Lucy was floored. “You know, Edna, that was the farthest thing from my mind. She’s nice enough looking, but I can’t say I saw any family resemblance.”

“Of course, you wouldn’t have been looking for it, I suppose,” said Edna, sounding disappointed. “Not unless the resemblance was very strong and striking.”

“Well, it definitely wasn’t,” said Lucy, her suspicions about Kate Klein’s motives growing. “Has this Kate been calling you a lot? Or emailing?”

“Oh, no. Not a lot. But she does check in with me every so often; she says she just wants to make sure that I’m doing okay.” She paused. “I have to admit, I do enjoy talking with her. She always wants to know about my Bill—well, it’s only natural since he’s her father.” Hearing Lucy’s sharp intake of breath, Edna continued in a rather more assertive tone.

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