The Long Good Boy (The Rachel Alexander and Dash Mysteries Book 6) by Benjamin Carol Lea

Author:Benjamin, Carol Lea [Benjamin, Carol Lea]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781504006781
Publisher: Open Road Media Mystery & Thriller
Published: 2015-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

19

She Wants Those, and I Want These

I got to Jeffrey early and started browsing, wondering what LaDonna could have been thinking, asking me to meet her here so that she could outfit me for the stroll. I poked inside a red leather jacket, trying to find the price tag, doubling what I thought it would be and still being off by half. How would I possibly have any money left for drugs if I paid these prices?

I was in the shoe department, holding a little number made of two thin snakeskin straps, a feather, a thin sole, and a heel the height of the twin towers, when I heard LaDonna entering the store, her voice so loud that I wasn’t the only one who turned to stare. To make things worse, when she spotted me from the entranceway, she gave a center-stage wave and a loud yoo-hoo. Now everyone turned to stare at me. I couldn’t believe the number of people there to do it. With tiny leather skirts at eleven hundred dollars and shoes running five hundred and up, you’d think the place would be empty. Instead, it looked like Toys R Us two days before Christmas.

“Oh,” she said, hand on her fake chests, “those are divine. Have you tried them on yet?”

“Please.” I showed her the price tag.

“Never mind all that. I just need to know your size.”

I screwed up my mouth to ask why, but got yanked by the arm instead and shoved onto a backless padded leather bench so that I could slip on the little number now in her hand. LaDonna was feeling no pain.

“I can’t walk in shoes like that,” I complained.

LaDonna flapped her hand at me. “You learn.”

“Where are Chi Chi and Jasmine?”

“You just pay attention to what’s in front of your nose, Miss Thing. Now, which of those there could you walk in? And don’t go picking out your usual.” She used the snakeskin shoe as if it were a pointer, aiming it at me, and then over her shoulder at God knows what. “No one’s going to buy you’re real, girl, you wearing jeans and Reeboks, one of your boyfriend’s sweaters, and that long sheepskin coat covers all your ass-ets, no one can see what they’re about to purchase.”

I smiled and pointed to a pair of red platform ankle straps. I always wanted to try on a pair anyway. Suddenly, I felt walking wouldn’t be a problem after all. Hell, I had to, I could do a triathlon in them. Having just been employed by Saks Fifth Avenue to sell socks through the holiday season, part-time, was making me feel as high as LaDonna apparently was.

“Guess what?”

LaDonna, sitting next to me, her long legs crossed, leaned closer.

“I found Mulrooney’s wife. I made contact with her.”

LaDonna looked as if she were going to speak, then changed her mind, holding up her huge paw and curling her pointer at the young clerk, a cute young guy in a pristine white shirt, his dark hair gelled so that it looked wet.

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