Marriage Can Be Murder -- Every Wife Has A Story (A Baby Boomer Mystery Book 3)

Author:Santangelo, Susan [Santangelo, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Baby Boomer Mysteries Press
Published: 2012-07-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Men may come, and men may go.

But girlfriends are forever.

I wanted to run and hide in Mary Alice’s bathroom, but Claire wouldn’t let me. “I still don’t know what I’m going to say to her,” I wailed. “Knowing Nancy, you may not have to say much,” Claire said. “She won’t let you.”

Nancy swept into the kitchen, impeccably groomed as always, trailed by Mary Alice, who was clearly having her hostess genes stretched to the max.

Bestowing kisses on each of us in turn – including Lucy and Ethel, who had roused themselves from their nap to greet one of their other favorite humans – Nancy had a glow about her that was, well, luminous. “Well, don’t you look glamorous,” Claire said. “I hear you have a hot date tonight. Deanna did a fabulous job on your hair.” She shot me a warning glass, which translated to, Don’t say anything yet. Let Nancy do the talking.

Nancy fluffed her hair and admired her brand new manicure. “I do look good, don’t I? I’m torn between two dates, and I don’t know which one to choose.

“I know. I’ll flip a coin. If it comes up heads, I’ll go out with Linus. He’s a college professor I met on Dream Dates. He seems like a really nice guy. He wants to take me to a brand new steak house in Stamford.

“Or…tails, I drive to the Barnstable House of Correction on Cape

Cod and have dinner with Bob, who’s being held because he’s suspected of murdering his girlfriend. I thought you three could help me make up my mind.”

Ouch. Thanks to your big mouth, Bob Green is now in jail accused of murder. You were stupid if it didn’t occur to you that he’d be arrested. Nice going, Carol.

“You know what happened on Nantucket,” I said. Not a brilliant observation, but the only one I could come up with on such short notice. “I know,” Nancy answered. “And I also know that I actually met Tiffani…” she spat out the name “when I was with you and Jenny at the wedding show and you didn’t tell me….” I started to speak but she raised her hand to silence me. “I understand why you didn’t say anything. And

I forgive you.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I think. After all, Nancy, you did crash Jenny’s appointment at Cinderella Weddings,” I reminded her. I heard Mary Alice – or, was it Claire? – take a sharp breath. A clear signal to me to go easy.

Which, of course, I ignored.

“Well, I did take care of Jenny when you came home from the hospital after giving birth and you were so tired you could hardly hold your head up, much less nurse her,” Nancy retorted. “In case you’ve forgotten. I think that gives me the right to be involved when she’s planning her wedding.

“Jenny and I are also Facebook friends, in case you didn’t know that. And she invited me to be part of her wedding blog. So I’ve been up to date on what’s been going on about the wedding.

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