OtherWorld by Sarah Dreher

Author:Sarah Dreher [Dreher, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Lesbian Mystery
ISBN: 0934678448
Publisher: New Victoria Publishers
Published: 2015-08-06T22:00:00+00:00

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The last reaction she would have expected from Edith was a look of guilt.

“Oh, dear,” Edith said.

“What?”

“This is very embarrassing.”

“Life is embarrassing,” Gwen said sympathetically.

Edith cleared her throat and twisted the bracelet on her wrist. “There is one person—woman who feels, well, familiar, though I haven’t been able to place her. I’m afraid I wrote it off as...” She gave a self-conscious little laugh. “...someone I met somewhere and ought to know but can’t remember, but I was afraid to approach her because she might be a former client who would be devastated to find that I’d forgotten who she was. You know how it is. No, I don’t suppose you do. Anyway, I settled for smiling and waving in a friendly sort of way.” She shot a quick, apologetic glance at Stoner. “And, in my vanity—ego, ego, ego—I wasn’t wearing my glasses, just the contacts, and I do need to get the prescription changed. Well, I’ve certainly learned my lesson. Besides, I didn’t get that close a look at Millicent Tunes when Marylou and I arrested her. We merely shoved her into a closet and made ourselves a drink. Millicent Tunes had very extravagant taste in liquor.”

“Do you think it could be the same person?” Gwen asked.

“It’s possible. If so, she’s changed her hair color—but then we all do that, don’t we? Constantly.”

“How about her eyes?” Stoner asked. “She had really distinctive eyes— brown with gold flecks, and kind of dead looking.”

Edith shuddered. “Well, really, that is totally disgusting. No, I didn’t get a chance to see her eyes.”

“That’s okay,” Gwen said. “I can get in her face.”

Stoner went to the window and looked out, over the lagoon. The sun was gone, the last of the twilight fading from the sky. It would be pitch dark in a few minutes. Another night, and Marylou still missing. She hoped she wasn’t frightened. She hated the thought of Marylou frightened.

We should have been more sympathetic about the plane ride, she thought. Marylou couldn’t help being afraid. And she couldn’t help expressing it the way she did. She was just being Marylou. She’s always Marylou, just Marylou. And even though she might be a pain in the ass once in a while—like on long plane rides—most of the time it’s really comforting, to have a friend who’s just who she is.

“I have to get a look at this woman,” Gwen said. “Without letting her connect me to you. How do you think I can do that?”

Edith contemplated the problem. “We had name-time, during that wretched touchy-feely workshop I keep trying unsuccessfully to repress. Give me a moment. I might be able to come up with a name.”

In about an hour, the Electrical Water Pageant would come tootling and doodling by. Marylou hadn’t seen it last night. She wouldn’t see it tonight. Marylou would like the Electrical Water Pageant. Either that, or she’d be terrified by it. It didn’t matter, she’d be moved one way or another. That was one of the things she loved about Marylou: there was nothing that didn’t move her—one way or another.

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