Sinking Suspicions by Sara Sue Hoklotubbe

Author:Sara Sue Hoklotubbe [Hoklotubbe, Sara Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780816598717
Publisher: University of Arizona Press
Published: 2014-09-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Cynthia Tanner didn't want to go back into the trailer. It would never be the same knowing what had happened to Benny there. How could she ever sleep in the same bed where his life had been snuffed out by some deranged person? Then a scary thought occurred to her—what was stopping that same person from coming back and doing the same thing to her? She didn't know where she would go, but it would have to be somewhere she could start over. It wouldn't take long to stuff everything she owned into a few boxes. If she had to, she'd live in her car for a while.

She'd lost both Tomas and Benny in one short morning. The craziness of it all engulfed her. As her thoughts wandered to Benny, she realized she knew very little about him. It was by choice, and now she wondered why. She'd always thought the less she knew the better off she was. Now she felt the loss of a man she didn't even know and wondered why it hurt so badly.

She thought about the unknown person, or persons, Benny had been mailing letters to regularly, wondered who they were, and what their reaction would be when the letters stopped coming. Cynthia was glad they would never know about her, about the tumultuous life she and Benny had lived, hoping they would never know how he'd died. She didn't want anyone to know that she was the reason he'd lost his life.

Cynthia wiped her nose with the back of her hand, went inside, and began to throw clothes and shoes into boxes. Everything should fit in the trunk of the car. There wasn't that much to take.

She still had the groceries she'd bought the day before, except for the chicken legs she'd finally tossed into the dumpster behind the grocery store when they began to smell. She would gather as many nonperishables as she could, leaving the food in the refrigerator behind. Climbing on a kitchen chair, she reached on top of the refrigerator, scooped up the plastic bags of morel mushrooms, and tossed them into her box. One bag was missing, and she lamented the thought that it had probably fallen behind the refrigerator, but there wasn't time to worry about a couple of mushrooms. The old woman who managed the trailer park could have everything else.

Once she had packed her things and loaded the car, she returned for one last check. She shrugged her shoulders and walked out of the trailer for the last time.

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