Memories and Murder by Lynn Cahoon

Author:Lynn Cahoon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Published: 2019-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

By the time I got back home, my thoughts were jumbled. Paula and Ben were a perfect couple by one account. By another, Ben was leaving her and she was barely holding on to her job. As surprising as those inconsistencies were, clearing them up wasn’t the first thing on my to-do list.

I checked my email, more out of habit than anything else. If someone had really needed something, they would have called. Scrolling through the mostly junk mail, I saw one from the Senior Project. The address wasn’t the one Denyse had given me, but I opened it anyway.

“Good afternoon, I’m Tessa from the Senior Project and I am one of the team helping you and your loved one find help in their senior years. I noticed you didn’t fill out your intake form, so I’ve attached an electronic copy for your convenience. No need to come back into the office to drop this off, just send it back to me when you finish. Looking forward to working with you.”

Boy, they were persistent on their intake forms. I deleted the email and closed my laptop. I didn’t feel like dealing with business, either work-related or personal right now.

I needed to find out how my aunt’s information had gotten into their system and how much the Senior Project knew about her. It was almost seven. No one would be at the office. I’d forgotten to call Amy, and even if I called her now, she wouldn’t have access to the parking permit information. It was time to do what I did best: curl up on the couch and read.

I made a quick call to my aunt to see if she was okay. Her curt response told me I’d interrupted one of her shows. We closed the shop early on Mondays, so neither of us worked. Tuesday was her second day off and I worked a little longer, and Toby would relieve me and close the shop at five. I said my good nights and grabbed the book on my coffee table. At least I knew she was in for the evening and I’d done what I could for the day.

Tomorrow I’d do more research.

* * * *

The sun was bright and I could smell the ocean on the gentle breeze as I walked into town to open the shop. I’d already taken Emma for a short run that morning to help burn off some of the energy my dog had no matter what time of day.

Tuesday was a busy commuter day for the shop, so I didn’t have time to open my laptop until after nine. But instead of getting lost in the research, I picked up my cell and called Amy as soon as I had a break between customers.

“South Cove City Hall, how may I direct your call?” Amy’s voice rang professional in my ear. Apparently, she hadn’t seen the number come up because I usually got a more personalized greeting.

“Hey, Amy, it’s me. Do you have a second?”

“Good morning.

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