Shoot the Moon by Billie Letts

Author:Billie Letts [Letts, Billie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, FIC000000
ISBN: 0446529001
Publisher: Warner
Published: 2004-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

She started writing a book about it years ago, but she got sidetracked.” Mark finished the Coke Ivy had brought him when she slipped out of the pool hall to meet him behind the café. “Then, when she heard about me showing up, she dug out her old notes and got interested in the story again. At least that’s what she says.”

“You sound like you don’t believe her.”

“Oh, she seems serious about getting a book out of it, but I think she’s got another reason for being here.”

“What’s that?”

“She’s got some unfinished business with O Boy Daniels.”

“Good business or bad?”

“She detests him. I don’t know what it’s about, but she’s obviously here to settle an old score.”

“Great. Rowena Whitekiller is too afraid to tell you what she knows, and Lantana Mitchell’s come back to carry out some kind of vendetta. Can’t imagine either one’s gonna be much help to you.”

“Maybe not, but the Mitchell woman’s determined. She’s checked into the motel, and the way she talked, she’s in no hurry to leave. And I have a feeling that she just might dig something up.”

“You really think so?”

“Well, I’m no detective, and it’s pretty clear that the sheriff’s not going to help, so I say let her go at it. Let’s see what she can do.”

Mark pulled off his Noah’s Ark cap and wiped his forehead with his shirtsleeve.

“By the way, how’s the plumbing business?” Ivy asked.

“Not bad. I’ve unstopped a couple of toilets, put in a new kitchen sink and dug up a busted sewer line. Dirty work, but it pays well.”

Ivy took hold of one of Mark’s hands, pretending to check for blisters, but when she rubbed her fingers over his palm, they exchanged a look, both knowing that something had just changed between them. After a moment, he pulled his hand away. To cover palpable awkwardness, she said, “Yeah, you’re developing the tough skin of a real workingman.”

“Hey, I wear gloves,” he said, following her lead.

“I’m sure you do. Italian leather lined with cashmere.”

“Shouldn’t I be getting Noah’s truck back?”

“Oh, I almost forgot. Hap called. He wants you to come by his office.”

“Did he say why?”

“Nope. But he said you should use the back entrance because of the reporters hanging around out front.”

“Okay. Where do I go?”

“Take the alley just south of Main Street. His office is a two-story brick between the old movie theater and the bank.”

“What am I supposed to do about the truck?”

“Noah said he won’t need it until tomorrow morning. He said if you bring it back this afternoon, he’ll drive you to Mom’s.”

“Then I’ll see you later.”

Mark started for the truck; Ivy headed back to the pool hall, then stopped and turned.

“Hey. Would you take a look at Mom’s hall toilet? After we flush, the water keeps running.”

“Just jiggle the handle.”

“And you call yourself a plumber.”

Hap’s secretary looked as old as the antique desk where she sat, but then everything in the office looked ancient.

“May I help you?” she asked, her voice like that of an older Katharine Hepburn.

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