Savage Lake by Dan Ames

Author:Dan Ames [Ames, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Let’s do something different tonight,” Dawkins suggested when he stopped by my house that night. “Play tourist instead.”

With the girl’s murder heavy on my mind, I wasn’t sure if playing tourist was a horrible idea or a genius one. Maybe putting myself in that mindset would help me think of something that I hadn’t considered before. Or maybe it would just help me relax. Either way, it beat sitting in my house stewing on how little progress we had made on the case.

We headed downtown. It was nice, walking side by side as the sun set. Our fingers brushed as we walked, but we didn’t outright hold hands. Contrary to popular belief, not all women like to hold hands. Oh sure, when the time was right I would. But generally, I liked my space.

We stopped at an ice cream shop, one street over from the main street. This part of downtown had a blend of the hipster, cutesy, tourist-appeal shops with actual stores people who lived in town liked to visit. The general store, which was next door, combined both. Its big windows were decorated with red, white, and blue swag and the front half of the building pushed “made in Michigan” jellies, knitted scarves, and soaps. But in the back was an honest-to-God supermarket with everything from toilet paper to steak.

The ice cream shop tipped more to the tourist cutesy side with its name, The Scoop, and its decor of newspaper stories and selection of T-shirts with sayings such as I Got Licked in Michigan.

The ice cream, though, was simple, creamy, and just how ice cream was supposed to taste, like the homemade stuff my grandmother made in the hand-cranked mixer every 4th of July when I was growing up.

“You sure you don’t have anything better to do?” I asked, while we were standing in line.

My question wasn’t sarcastic. He was retired and spent most of his time fishing or renovating, but I didn’t want him to feel like he was obligated to spend time with me. In a way, he was my only friend in Good Isle. I was friendly with plenty of people but the only other person who’d been anything close to a friend was Maddie, and well…

It sometimes worried me that I was misreading this whole thing with Dawkins and that he was spending time with me just because he knew I was kind of lonely.

He shook his head. “When are you gonna accept that maybe I just like spending time with you?”

“Hmmm, I don’t know, I think you also like finding someone who’ll pay for your ice cream,” I replied, passing a bill over the counter to the teenage girl who was running the register.

“Hey now, I’ll have you know I like you for more than just your money,” Dawkins replied.

We exited the ice cream shop and Dawkins made to head right. I paused. “Um, this way?” I asked, gesturing in the direction of my house.

Dawkins shook his head, smiling at me. “We’re going this way.

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