Hanging by a Thread by Margaret Evans

Hanging by a Thread by Margaret Evans

Author:Margaret Evans [Evans, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780978907648
Publisher: Moonlight Mystery Press
Published: 2017-10-06T22:00:00+00:00


twenty-three

When Max and Nicky showed up that evening with the big screen television, Laura’s eyes popped. She had two large white boards upstairs, each behind a folding screen and covered with dark sheets. To others’ eyes, it looked like an artistic accent. All her research on the Rage family and the Munley and Dowell lineages was drawn on the two boards. Only Connor and his father knew about it. Even Harry didn’t.

But a television this big was unlike any other she had seen, except in a store. She had to make a space for the big screen TV on the other side of the room, against Harry and Beth’s common wall. Then they stopped, holding the television upright against the railing at the top of the stairs.

“This is amazing,” Laura commented. “Thank you!”

“Yeah, my brother is upgrading, and he just gave me this one. I don’t need it. You can borrow it as long as you want—years, even. My wife is happy to see it go,” Max said.

Upgrading, Laura thought. How did you upgrade from something this big? Then she noticed the pair was just standing there.

“What are we waiting for?” she asked.

“A TV stand,” Nicky said. “It’s coming.”

Laura heard someone come in downstairs and wondered if she’d forgotten to lock the door behind Connor’s friends. Then she heard the familiar tread of footsteps and her heart leaped. Connor’s head appeared then she saw the rest of him carrying up a TV stand.

He nodded to her and saw the cleared spot against the wall. After depositing the stand, he helped Nicky and Max put the television on it, and the three men began working on the cabling and wires. They showed her how to hook up her laptop whenever she wanted.

Connor let them finish up while he came over to kiss Laura.

“Feeling better today? Get a good night’s sleep?”

She nodded and looked toward Max and Nicky.

“They both signed confidentiality agreements with me, so no worries,” he whispered in her ear.

She opened her mouth to say she was sorry about the other night, but he stopped her, a finger to his lips.

After Max and Nicky had been properly thanked and left, Connor plopped onto Frank Keene’s La-Z-Boy, something he hadn’t done in ages and never would have dared while Laura’s father had been alive and in the vicinity. He invited her to sit on the end of the couch nearest the lounger.

“I’m sorry, Connor. I was so mean—”

“You weren’t mean, Laura. You were exhausted—no, you were beyond exhausted. I came over not just to see if you were okay and to bring the TV stand, but also to tell you a story.”

“Okay. Want a beer?”

“Maybe one.”

He took a long swig of his favorite brand of chilled brew as if he had looked forward to it all day. When he started talking, Laura sat where she’d been told to sit and listened.

“Now, I’m not talking to you about any open case, but I want to tell you a story, just like you told me a story the other day.



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