The Day Bob Greeley Died by Kimberly A. Bettes

Author:Kimberly A. Bettes [Bettes, Kimberly A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Case Publishing
Published: 2013-05-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The bell above the door chimed, causing Frank to look away from Miriam just as she said, “Claire Murphy.” He heard Maude gasp at the revelation as he watched Sara Miller walk briskly into the pharmacy and look around with a clear purpose. She obviously wasn’t here to browse.

Seeing that she clearly knew what she wanted, Frank walked away from the soda counter and crossed the room to the pharmacy counter. He took his place by the register and waited, happy that there were plenty of people in the store today. Maybe with a crowd this large, she wouldn’t try any of that funny business of hers. Still, Frank was nervous and uncomfortable as he waited for her to find what she was looking for.

Frank glanced back to the group at the soda counter. They spoke in hushed tones, undoubtedly talking about Claire Murphy and her secret relationship with Bob Greeley.

“Frank,” Sara said without looking up from the shelf she was currently studying. “Where are the bandages?”

“Top shelf. Behind you.”

He watched as Sara whirled around quickly and picked up a tin of bandages. She walked directly to the register and handed them to Frank. He swallowed hard as he punched the numbers into the register with sweaty hands. This woman sure made him nervous.

Trying to keep things friendly, Frank asked, “Everything okay?”

Shaking her head and digging through her pocketbook, Sara said, “No. Henry cut himself on a glass and we’re fresh out of bandages. Isn’t that the way?”

“Sure seems to be.”

Frank told Sara the total just as the group at the soda counter got loud.

Sara glanced at them over her shoulder before asking Frank, “How much did you say?”

“Thirty cents.”

She counted out the change and handed it to Frank. As he put it in the register, she picked up the tin of bandages and asked, “What are they saying about Claire?”

Frank opened his mouth to reply, but before he could utter a word, Maude spoke over him.

“Let’s go. Right now. Let’s just go over there and talk to her,” Maude said.

Sara clutched her purse and her tin of bandages as she turned to face Maude. “Claire’s not home.”

Leroy, Miriam, and Maude all looked at Sara before exchanging puzzled expressions with one another.

“What do you mean Claire’s not home?” Maude asked.

“She’s not home. She’s at work.”

“Where does she work?” Maude pressed.

“She’s a waitress at a restaurant over in Hoxton. She works all day on Saturday, and she won’t be home until late tonight.”

“How long has she worked over there?” Miriam asked.

With a shrug of her shoulders, Sara answered, “A few weeks I suppose.”

As soon as Sara finished that sentence, the power went out. Everyone in the store looked up at the ceiling, at the now dark bulbs nestled in their fixtures. The sudden silence of the store was eerie, the motors of the refrigerated ice cream machines no longer humming.

Sara turned back to Frank and said, “I’ve got to get these to Henry.” She hurriedly walked to the door, calling out her thanks to Frank as she went.

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