Little Girls (2015) by Ronald Malfi

Author:Ronald Malfi [Malfi, Ronald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Thriller, Mystery, Suspense
ISBN: 9781617736063
Amazon: 1617736066
Goodreads: 22891406
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-06-28T12:00:00+00:00

Twenty minutes later, when Ted returned from next door, he encountered Detective Freeling in the driveway. Through the front windows, Laurie watched the men converse, the driver’s door of Detective Freeling’s sedan standing open. Then they shook hands and Freeling climbed into his car and drove away. Ted came in through the front door and went directly upstairs. A moment later, she heard the shower clank on.

In the parlor, Laurie went to her father’s liquor cabinet and opened it. The bottles seemed to soldier right up to the edge of the shelves. All of them had been opened and many of them were now only half full. Ted had been getting some work done, all right. She was halfway through a glass of sherry when Ted came into the room.

“That guy seemed more like a game show host than a cop,” he commented, folding his arms and leaning against the wall. He had changed into an American Eagle polo shirt, khakis, and thatched loafers without socks. His hair was combed back off his forehead and still damp from the shower. “I don’t buy his peaceable demeanor. Pour me a glass of that, would you, please?”

She poured a second glass as he went to the piano and sat down. He played a soothing melody on the high keys, one-handed. He was a fine pianist.

“Liz and Derrick Rosewood seem nice enough,” he said. When Laurie didn’t answer, he said, “Are you still mad?”

She set his glass of sherry on top of the piano. He still tinkled the high keys playfully.

“Is it such a terrible thing,” he continued, “that we should spend some time together?”

No, it wasn’t such a terrible thing. No, she wasn’t still mad. Even now, she realized her anger had actually been anxiety, had been fear. She didn’t like the noises she had been hearing, and the loose board over the window upstairs troubled her. Even worse, she didn’t like Abigail’s resemblance to Sadie Russ, worsened by the fact that she was staying with her aunt in Sadie’s old house. Of course, she couldn’t quite verbalize this to Ted without sounding like a head case. Since the highway incident, she had become heedful of the things she told her husband.

She bent and kissed the side of Ted’s face. “I’m not mad.”

“Does that mean we can go out and have a nice time?”

Her blood cooled at the idea of leaving the house while Susan was next door. But really, wasn’t she being foolish? Maybe Ted was right after all—maybe it was all just stress and nothing more.

“Yes,” she said. “That sounds nice.”

“Derrick Rosewood told me of a great wine bar downtown. Run upstairs and get dressed?”

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