Untimely Graves by Marjorie Eccles

Untimely Graves by Marjorie Eccles

Author:Marjorie Eccles [Eccles, Marjorie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781429973311
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Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2004-03-22T04:00:00+00:00


Cleo had decided, after all, that there wasn’t much point in rushing down to see her father, now that she knew why he’d wanted to speak to her. It would only upset Val’s arrangements for MO and interrupt the unexpected run of work at her father’s office: if Daphne had gone in to work, it was unlikely that the discovery of her boss’s body had upset her too much. She rang George instead at ten, when Muriel had said he would be in, and he told her with a resigned sigh that going in to work was probably the best thing for Daphne … she’d no doubt taken charge and was organising everybody there, it would be good therapy as far as she was concerned.

‘Come round and have some supper tonight,’ Cleo suggested, ‘It’ll have to be a takeaway but I can’t wait for Mum to see what the front room looks like now.’

George said they’d be delighted. He’d cause for a celebration of his own, he said. He’d landed an assignment to act on behalf of a leading insurance company to investigate some dodgy car accident claims, work enough to keep him busy for months – and what was more, he’d found Sara Ruby.

‘You have? Great!’

‘It was pretty much as I thought.’ Predictably, there’d been a quarrel that Mrs Ruby had omitted to mention to him, over Sara’s choice of boyfriend, and Sara had flounced off to live with the said young man. George hadn’t been able to persuade her to return home, but at least she’d promised to ring her parents and reassure them she was all right.

After Kelsey Road, Cleo and Sue were expected at a house where the mother of four children under five had recently given birth to another. Cleo had been sent there with Sue the day before, to make a start, and wasn’t looking forward to a repeat performance, but it wasn’t a task she could opt out of: she was, she’d gathered, the last desperate end of Val’s resources as far as Mrs Bristow was concerned, the only one of the MO personnel apart from Sue who hadn’t refused to enter the house again after their first time. Cleo couldn’t blame them. The house was a tip, the children – twin boys, a girl of three and a toddler who wasn’t potty-trained – were like wild animals, while the mother remained serene and calm in the middle of it all, feeding her new baby while reading or marking student sociology papers for the Open University, sublimely unaware or uncaring of the mayhem going on around her. Mucking out the monkey house at the zoo, with the monkeys in it, would’ve been preferable.



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