The Loophole by Vera Morris

Author:Vera Morris [Morris, Vera]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: THE LOOPHOLE
ISBN: 9781786156617
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2019-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Wednesday, June 30, 1971

As Dorothy drove to Belinda Tweedie’s house the low rays of the evening sun dazzled her, making her nauseous; she was still feeling the results of drinking too many whiskies the night before. However, her hangover was worth it as she’d enjoyed her evening with Laurel and Frank; it had been like old times. She snorted. Old times! A year ago, she hadn’t met either of them. What a year -from school secretary, to sacked school secretary, to administrator of a detective agency and now, undercover detective. She shook her muzzy head, trying to clear it. Her present role was not a success, although both Laurel and Frank assured her she was playing an important part in the investigation. She didn’t believe them but was pleased they’d said so. Thank goodness she’d persuaded them not to come with her to Belinda’s, promising she’d return by nine o’clock and would let one of them see her.

As she pulled up outside Belinda’s house she resolved to try and be pleasant towards her. The poor woman obviously saw her as a rival for Sam Salter’s affections. She must reassure her that wasn’t the case, but it wouldn’t be fair to encourage Belinda to believe Sam was keen on her. It would be better if she could accept that Sam would never look at her in that way, whatever had happened in the past.

The difficulties of being in love. She pulled on the handbrake, and through the open window listened to the lush evening bird song. She put a hand to her throat. She’d been in love once, it seemed a lifetime ago, at least half a life time, nearly thirty years. If she didn’t have his photograph on her bedside table, she doubted she’d be able to clearly recall him. She hadn’t brought it with her and she missed seeing his dear face. She had loved him for his passion for life, his sense of humour, his willingness to have a go at anything and not mind if he made a fool of himself. What would her life have been like if he’d survived the war? Would they have had children? Where would they have lived? She couldn’t imagine not living at Greyfriars House with Emily, but now Emily was dead.

Thank God for Laurel, Mabel, Frank and Stuart, and her friends in the village. They’d helped her, and were still helping her through a difficult time. To be in love. There was no feeling like it. She was lucky, she’d loved and been loved back. For Belinda, there was only disappointment and jealousy as she thought Sam Salter was falling for someone else. Dorothy snorted. How could Belinda believe Sam was interested in her? Ridiculous! She mentally slapped her hand; she’d been naughty encouraging the notion; she must lay that one to rest this evening.

The front door opened and Belinda burst out and rushed down the path. She’d obviously been waiting for her by the window. She wore a cream dress with puff sleeves, a low neckline and a skirt several inches above her knees.

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