After several seconds of silence, Andy finally cleared his throat. “Well. I rest my case.” “What did she mean?” Carolyn demanded. “What did she mean by that?” “You’re asking me?” Andy feigned surprise. “This is Nora we’re talking about. If you want to interrogate her, do it on your own. But not by a full moon.” “Are you afraid of her?” Carolyn asked incredulously, but Andy didn’t seem at all bothered. “Have you ever seen that movie with all those brides of Dracula?” he asked her. “They have eyes like Nora.” “But she seemed really upset. I’d like to know why.” Carolyn got up and crossed to the kitchen doorway, peering into the rooms beyond. “I don’t see her. Where’d she go?” “Back in her web?” Andy suggested. “Hey, look.” He hopped lightly onto the counter and sat there, long legs swinging against the bottom cabinets. The knees of his jeans were ripped out, and his sneakers were torn and stained with mud. “The first thing you’re gonna have to learn is not to let Nora’s wild imagination get to you.
