Remember Me by Clark Mary Higgins

Author:Clark, Mary Higgins [Clark, Mary Higgins]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-20T20:53:15+00:00

Chapter 51

Amy had spent the day at Nauset Beach with her friends. On the one hand it had been fun to be with them. On the other, however, she had been saving her baby-sitting money toward the purchase of a new car to use at college, and she was still short of having the amount she needed. Her father had promised that he would pay half, but she had to make up the difference.

“I know I could give it to you,” her father often told her, “but remember what your mother used to say: ‘You appreciate what you work for.”” Amy did indeed remember. She remembered everything her mother said. Mom hadn’t been at all like Elaine, Amy thought. She’d been what most people would call plain: no makeup, no high-fashion clothes, no airs. But she’d been real. Amy remembered how when Dad told those long-winded stories, she’d say, with affection, “John, dear, get to the point.” She didn’t laugh the way Elaine did, giggling uncontrollably, acting like he was Robin Williams or something.

Yesterday Amy had known that Mrs. Nichols was angry at her. She realized now she shouldn’t have told her father about seeing Mrs. Nichols on the widow’s walk, and about Mrs. Nichols denying she had been there. Of course, her father had told Elaine, who told Mr. Nichols; she had been in the room when Elaine phoned him.

But one thing had been bothering Amy. When she had been with her in the house yesterday, Mrs. Nichols had been wearing shorts and a white cotton shirt. But in that impression of her on the widow’s walk, she’d been wearing some sort of long dress.

It had startled Amy and made her wonder suddenly if maybe Mrs. Nichols was a little crazy. She’d heard Elaine tell her father that Mrs. Nichols was probably in the midst of a nervous breakdown.

But what if Mrs. Nichols was right, that it was only an optical illusion because of the metal on the chimney? When she thought about it, Amy realized that only a few minutes after she thought she saw that figure, Mrs. Nichols came out of the house dressed in the shorts and tee shirt.

The whole thing was kind of scary and spooky, Amy thought. Or maybe I’ve just heard too many stories about Remember House, and just like Carrie Bell, I think I’m seeing things.

She wanted to try to explain to Mrs. Nichols. She looked at her watch. It was four o’clock. Yes, she’d phone.

Mrs. Nichols answered on the first ring. She sounded a little breathless. “Amy, I’m sorry, I can’t talk right now. I’m on my way to the airport, and Hannah is in the car.”

“It’s just I’m so sorry if you thought I was talking about you,” Amy stammered. “I didn’t mean to do that. What I mean is, you see ...”

She tried to explain about the dress and that she was sure she’d been mistaken. “You came out of the house right afterward.”

Then she waited. There was a pause before Mrs.

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