Moving Can Be Murder (A Carol and Jim Andrews Baby Boomer Mystery) by Santangelo Susan

Author:Santangelo, Susan [Santangelo, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Baby Boomer Mysteries Press
Published: 2011-05-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

This is my spirit, honey. My body left a long time ago.

My friends may tell you that I never stop talking. But let me tell you, looking at that yellowed newspaper clip left me speechless.

Then, my brain kicked in. First of all, when you reach a certain age – not that I’m anywhere near that yet – I’m told that everyone you meet looks like someone you already know. A grade school classmate, for instance. Or someone you worked with one summer at the beach. Truth to tell, I’ve been known to go up to someone I’m sure went to high school with me at Mount Saint Francis Academy and say, “Gosh, I haven’t seen you in ages. You look terrific. We sat next to each other in French class. How’ve you been?” And then be totally embarrassed when the woman (it was an all-girls’ school, in case you didn’t know that) looked at me and said, “Who are you? I think you’ve confused me with someone else.”

So, it was completely possible that this was not my Jack Cartwright.

During my very brief experience with Pilates, the instructor always said, “Inhale to prepare.” I inhaled. Then exhaled slowly. Once more. Twice more. There, that was a little better. Maybe if my life ever calmed down, I’d go back to that class again.

This called for a closer examination with my bifocals. I plopped myself back into the chair and closed my eyes. Inhale to prepare. OK, I was ready to take another look at that damned news story.

“Local Doctor Killed in Car Crash,” read the headline. I shuddered. How awful to find this after all these years.

I forced myself to read the brief story.

“Doctor Brian Costello, noted local pediatrician and staff physician at Fairport Memorial Hospital, was killed instantly in an auto accident yesterday afternoon. The other vehicle in the crash was driven by seventeen-year-old John Cartwright of Milltown. Speed and slick road conditions, as well as the inexperience of the other driver, were thought to be factors in the crash. Local police are investigating. Doctor Costello leaves his wife, Mary Alice, and two sons. Funeral arrangements are pending.”

There was no doubt about it. The driver of the car who caused Brian’s death was my Jack Cartwright.

I sat there, motionless, while a million thoughts swirled through my brain. I remembered Mary Alice’s passion and grief when she talked about Brian’s accident at our neighborhood Bunco party a few months ago. At least twelve people heard her say that, if she ever laid eyes on the driver of the other car, she’d kill him.

But she didn’t really mean that, I told myself. She was upset. More than upset. She was almost out of control. In fact, although I’d known Mary Alice most of my life, I’d never seen her like that before.

There was no way Mary Alice could have known that the buyer for our house was the same person who was responsible for Brian’s death.

Was there?

Maybe she recognized Jack at the open house.

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