Malerman, Josh - Unbury Carol by Malerman Josh

Author:Malerman, Josh [Malerman, Josh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2018-04-10T00:00:00+00:00

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…“It’s most likely nothing, Cole,” Opal said, leaning back in his chair.

“But you think it might be?”

“Enough to ask you to come with me. Sure.”

The deputy rubbed his red eyes.

“Mister Evers, though? And Carol Evers? I just never would have guessed anything foul going on.”

“And don’t guess it now. We don’t know a thing. All we got is the idea of a mortician who might be hot he didn’t get the job to dress her.”

Cole nodded. “Sheesh, Opal, that would be an ugly reason to go tattling.”

“Have you seen uglier?”

“I suppose I have.”

“Yes you have.”

Opal rose now and glanced through the blinds of the window. But for a purpling sky, it was still dark yet; hardly a person could be seen on the street.

“When are we going to head out?” Cole asked, scratching his head.

“We’re gonna go right now.”

Cole nodded. He’d figured as much.

“Let me get my things, Sheriff.”

As Cole vanished, Opal looked to Deputy Kern, seated across the station at Opal’s wooden desk.

“We shouldn’t be gone long.”

“Sheriff, you really think Mister Evers might have done something?” Kern asked.

“I don’t think anything. And you and Deputy Cole better stop thinking I’m thinking something just because I’m thinking out loud.”

“Sure I will, Sheriff.”

Opal stepped to his desk, picked up a plate of steak and eggs, and shoveled some of it into his mouth. He held the plate out to Kern. “You eat yet?”

“No, Sheriff, I haven’t.”

“You want the rest of these?”

“No thank you, Sheriff, I surely don’t.”

“Well, you better eat something. I don’t want to come back in a few hours and find you’re off getting fed somewhere.”

“I’ll be here, Sheriff. You can count on that.”

“I can’t count on anything, Kern.”

Cole came back into the room, wearing a coat, his gun at his hip.

“I’m ready when you say, Sheriff.”

The deputy followed Opal out the door. The men mounted their horses and started toward the Evers home.

“It’s about half an hour’s ride,” Opal said. “And if you feel like talking any, try talking about something nice. I don’t want my mind all cluttered with your worrying and asking questions.”

“Sure thing, Sheriff. How about Marcy Reynolds? You hear she had her baby?”

“I sure did,” Opal answered, squinting into the purple-and-orange sunrise at the end of the road. “And that’s nice…little baby Lucy…seven pounds I heard. A good healthy baby…that’s nice…”

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