Lily and Brock at 343 Harper's Cove by Deanndra Hall

Lily and Brock at 343 Harper's Cove by Deanndra Hall

Author:Deanndra Hall [Hall, Deanndra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Celtic Muse Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-08-21T05:00:00+00:00


8

Gloria

I’ve been watching out the window all day. I saw those Owens people leaving right after lunch, and the woman was kind of hiding behind the man. They almost ran to the car, and I couldn’t see what she was wearing, but it looked sort of odd from here. When they come back, I want to be sure I can see them so I can see what’s going on.

Russell’s been gone most of the day. He said he was going to the hardware store and then down to the farm store to look at sod. For some reason, I don’t believe him. What could he possibly be doing at the store all day? Probably ran into someone he knows and they’re standing around shooting the breeze. Wish he’d come home and trim the shrubs. They’re getting a bit wild-looking.

I’m dusting the table in front of the big window when the Owens’ car pulls up. I’m trying very hard to see, and it’s really difficult from where I’m standing. Once again, he’s between her and me and it makes getting even a glimpse almost impossible, but I can say that her hair was put up funny, like in dog ears or something. You know, perky pigtails. Strange. With ribbons maybe―even stranger.

I decide I’m going for a walk. You never know what you’ll see when you go for a walk. It’s late in the day and most everyone is home now. Some people are grilling in their yards or on their driveways or wherever they have their grills. The Millicans look busy, out working in their yard, pulling weeds and trimming shrubs and low-lying tree branches. “Looking very nice!” I call out. They both turn, smiling, then stop smiling and wave. What’s that about? You’d think I’d done something to them.

That guy with the long hair―I think his name is Davis―just pulled up and he’s got pizza boxes in his hands. I guess I know what they’re having for dinner!

There’s a small dog wandering down the sidewalk and I hear a woman calling out, “Chester! Chester, where are you? Little shit. Chester!” She rounds the corner of the sidewalk as I get close, and it’s that McAllister woman. “Oh, hello,” she says as she passes me.

“He went that-a-way,” I say and point between two houses.

“Thanks. Chester? Chester! What are you doing back there?” I hear her scold him, so I keep walking.

As I near the church, I can see a car out front. The Danvers’ car. Great. I think I’ll just go the other way so I don’t have to take the chance of passing them. I still haven’t gotten over what Reverend Samuel pulled on me. What was that about? I’ve never really understood, but I can tell you I didn’t do anything like what he accused me of!

By the time I get back home, I’ve seen half the neighborhood, but I still haven’t gotten a good glimpse of the Owens. I have this feeling there’s something going on there that



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