Malone phoned,” Cissy explained before I’d even asked how she knew. “And thank heavens he did, or I could have been waiting and waiting for you to show up after you dropped that dress off at Olivia’s, and I wouldn’t have known where you were. You certainly didn’t see the need to inform your own mother that you’d been arrested.” “Because I wasn’t arrested,” I told her, sure that her fondness for exaggeration had confused the issue, not anything Brian had said. “I just had to answer some questions.” Her fingers clutched at my upper arms. Her pale blue eyes were wide with fright as they wildly darted around the police station. The rest of her was impeccable as usual. Her hair was styled, her makeup subtle and done to perfection. She had on tan linen slacks, a pale pink shirt, and an alligator belt that made her waist look tinier than Scarlett O’Hara’s eighteen inches. One of these days I wanted to see my mother race to my side with bed head and pajama pants.
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