Ellen McKenzie 04-Murder Half-Baked - Plot & Excerpts
There wasn’t a sign of anyone else. “What are you doing home?” He blurted this out, stopped, and reddened. “I didn’t mean … you startled me.” I smiled, hopefully not too brightly. “I came to pick up all of the discards for Aunt Mary’s rummage sale. Do you know where the big box is?” The living room was empty, and so was the street in front of my house. The swinging door that led to the kitchen was propped open. The kitchen, too, was empty. I listened. No crying baby, no soft voice trying to comfort it, no harsh voice telling Marilee what to do. I’d tried all the way home to come up with a good excuse for popping in, when I’d told them all I wouldn’t be there until after four. I didn’t want it to appear to be checking up on them, and I didn’t want Marilee to think I had made a special trip to interrogate her. The clothes seemed like a reasonable excuse, and it would get them off my dining room table. Now all I had to do was find Marilee and get her alone so we could talk.
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