Never Tell a Lie (2010) by Ephron Hallie

Author:Ephron, Hallie [Hallie, Ephron,]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: William Morrow
Published: 2011-01-14T19:17:38.203000+00:00

18

I

vy kept her cell phone close by the bed as she slept in Jody's guest room--or tried to sleep. She tossed and turned, reporters' voices ringing in her head. David hadn't been arrested for murder, damn it. And what the hell did they her reaction was?

Ivy pressed her face into the pillow. It had been so stupid for David to tell the police that he'd seen Melinda leave the house when he hadn't. Why lie? On top of that, he'd called Melinda and left a voice message. It sounded innocent when he explained, but the police didn't seem to be listening. He'd compounded it by trying to get rid of the knife and the canvas bag that he'd found in his truck.

She could see the photograph of the knife and the bloodstained canvas bag, and in the back of her throat she tasted blood. She could hear Detective Blanchard's smug voice:

First the police had twisted the facts to implicate her, then they'd twisted them to implicate David. All of it could easily have been planted.

Ivy felt a single vibration in her belly. She wanted desperately to set the clock back to Before. There was another vibration, sharp and quick. She put her hand there, and a minute later she felt another twitch. Could babies hiccup in the womb? The thought made her smile.

She ran the opening lines from like a satin ribbon through her mind, trying to calm her inner turmoil with the rhyming verses One day she'd hold her daughter in her lap and share with her the story of the girl in the funny hat and pinafore, brave little Madeline who was not afraid of anything.

Ivy was still awake when Riker started fussing at three in the morning. She heard Zach muttering to himself as he shuffled down the hall. Then she must have finally fallen asleep, because the next thing she knew, the front door slammed and she smelled coffee and breakfast sausages. It was seven, and her pillow was damp.

She remembered where she was. And why. An ache in her butt and lower back as she leaned off the bed to scoop up her cell phone reminded her how she'd landed on her tailbone.

No messages.

Feeling jet-lagged and shaky, she got up and dressed. She wanted to be able to leave, straightaway, as soon as Theo called to tell her when and where they were holding the bail hearing.

She went into the kitchen. Jody was reading the newspaper at the table. She glanced up, folded over the paper, and put her coffee cup on top of it.

"Hey! Good morning. Sleep okay?" Her smile seemed a little too bright. "What can I get you? Coffee? Eggs? Sausages? English muffin? How about all of the above?" She got up and went to the counter.

Ivy moved Jody's cup. Before she could open the newspaper, Jody swooped past and took it from her. "I was just reading an article about why pregnant women don't tip over," Jody said. "The researcher was a woman, of course.

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