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Thursday, April 20
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After an exhilarating post-graduation trip to Europe, I settled into the
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training program at Lowell, Cafferty, a brokerage firm in Boston. It was
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there that I met Joe Flick. Right away, we knew we were soul mates. Both
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of us were marathon runners, and could think of no better way to spend a
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Saturday night than to search out great live music. Perhaps most impor-6
tantly, though, we discovered a shared obsession with Fresh Samantha’s
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Vanilla Almond Soy Shake! Last Christmas, we announced our engage-8
ment. If all goes as scheduled, we’ll be married by the time you read this
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and settling into our new apartment in Boston’s Back Bay.
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Callie looked up from the Fifth Reunion report she’d been 12
editing for the past two hours. She was awash in stories of prom-13
ising lives, a sea of self-congratulation. A bit cynically she won-14
dered how the reality measured up. These seamless records of 15
accomplishment, what did they leave out? She thought, too, of 16
the graduates who hadn’t sent in the survey, of those who’d pro-17
vided just name and address or hadn’t responded at all. Maybe 18
they’d tried to answer the questions, then finally given up, over-19
come with a sense that at age twenty-six they’d already lost the 20
race.
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Callie rubbed her eyes. Time for a break, she thought.
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Crossing through the reception area, she dropped a stack of 23
edited pages on Posy Kisch’s desk. As usual, Posy was on the 24
phone. She didn’t look up. Her hair, a purplish red today, almost 25
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Martha was at her desk, typing away on something. She looked 1
up, slightly distracted, as Callie came through the door.
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“What are we going to
do
about Kabuki Girl?” Callie asked, 3
once she’d shut the door.
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Martha gave a helpless shrug. “What
can
we do?” she asked.
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“Anyway, it’s just for another month. Next year, maybe we’ll do 6
better.”
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Callie plunked herself in a chair. “Windham College. Where 8
the student rules. That should be the motto. Next year, we should 9
definitely insist that we at least get to interview.”
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“Yeah. I guess you’re right.” Martha took a sip of coffee from a 11
blue ceramic mug. “At least she’s here,” she said mildly.
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Callie rolled her eyes. “For once.”
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In recent weeks, Posy’s sporadic attendance had become even 14
more erratic. An overdue paper. A sick ferret. A malfunctioning 15
alarm. At this point, Callie didn’t even bother asking why she 16
hadn’t shown up. “Just call us if you’re not coming in,” she’d said 17
tiredly. Sullenly, Posy had said she would. Then she’d skipped 18
three days.
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“How’s she going to hold a job once she gets out of school?”
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“Thankfully, that’s not our problem,” said Martha.
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“I guess you’re right,” said Callie.
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A swirl of dark hair fell over Martha’s forehead, and she shoved 23
it back absently. She had square capable artist’s hands, the nails 24
clipped short. Along with her job at Windham, she worked as a 25
ceramic artist. She’d married young, divorced, and now had two 26
teenage kids. Martha seemed to take life as it came, and Callie 27
admired that.
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“So how’ve
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been?” Martha asked after another sip of cof-29
fee. “I’ve hardly seen you this week. How was that Easter thing?”
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Callie felt a dip in her stomach. “Fine,” she said. “Fun.”
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“Anna doing okay?”
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she was far from feeling. In fact, things with Rick were compli-2
cated. She wasn’t sure where they stood. His proposal still hung 3
over them, a floating question mark.
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“He’s a great guy,” said Martha.
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“Yes,” said Callie. “He is.”
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As she met Martha’s serene blue eyes, Callie felt a twinge of 7
guilt. Why should she have Rick while Martha had no one? Cal-8
lie knew Martha was okay with it, that she didn’t need a man. At 9
the same time, she knew that her friend would be happier if she 10
had a partner. She’d answered the occasional personal ad, been 11
fixed up by friends, but except for a few amusing stories had little 12
to show for her efforts.
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Impulsively, Callie leaned toward her. “There’s someone I 14
want you to meet.”
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Martha raised her eyebrows, as if to say, “Shoot.”
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“He’s a cop, a friend of Rick’s. He lives in my neighborhood.”
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Briefly she described Tod Carver. Martha seemed interested.
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“Rick thinks he’s still not over his ex-wife. But you have to start 19
somewhere. He has two kids, both pretty young. Is that a prob-20
lem?”
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Callie smiled. “Okay then. I’ll talk to him this week. I could 23
have you both to dinner.”
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A knock on Martha’s closed door, then Posy poked her head 25
in. There was something eerie about the makeup covering the 26
fresh young face. Not for the first time, Callie wondered why she 27
did this to herself. A desperate bid for attention, or did she just 28
like how it looked?
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“A guy named Nathan’s here to see you,” Posy said to Callie.
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Nathan.
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plans. Nathan had called early this morning to ask if she’d have 32
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Posy closed, almost slammed, the door. The office reverberated.
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“You could always say no,” Martha mouthed, as Callie stood to 2
leave.
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“Why didn’t I think of that?” Callie whispered. “Next time, 4
definitely. Hey, are you through with the
Globe
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“Take it,” Martha said.
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Callie grabbed the paper from a bookcase and went out to 7
meet Nathan.
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He was standing next to Posy’s desk, all gangly arms and legs.
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He shifted from one foot to the other, his eyes trained to the floor.
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As Callie approached, his head jerked up, and color flooded his 11
face.
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“Hi, Callie.” He seemed on edge, more so than usual.
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Callie made a quick decision.
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“Nathan, I’m really swamped today. I don’t have time to go 15
out. If you want, we can have a cup of coffee here. Then I’ve got 16
to get back to work.”
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think better of it.
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“Okay,” he said, with an awkward shrug. “Let’s just stay here 20
then.”
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As she handed Nathan a mug of coffee, Callie noticed Posy 22
watching. In the place of her usual bored detachment was an al-23
most avid interest. For an instant, Callie wondered what Posy 24
was thinking. Then Nathan started to talk.
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They carried their coffee into Callie’s office. She didn’t close 26
the door. Directing Nathan to the visitor’s chair, she sat behind 27
her desk.
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“Did you miss me?” Nathan asked, once they’d settled in. He 29
was looking at her intensely, an odd smile on his face.
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“Miss you?” Callie said lightly. “I didn’t know you were gone.”
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His smile turned petulant. “I was sick. I had the flu. Didn’t you 32
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as if preoccupied. “I saw this great video the other night, this Nazi 2
propaganda film. Incredible pictures of Nazis kissing babies. Lots 3
of stuff like that.”
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they first met, she’d thought he was strange but sweet. Now he 6
just seemed strange.
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“That doesn’t sound like it’s up my alley,” Callie finally said.
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Ten minutes later, when they said good-bye, Callie felt a vast 9
relief. She stood in the doorway of the office suite until he turned 10
the corner.
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As Callie headed back to her office, Posy asked, “Who was 12
that guy?”
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“He’s a junior,” Callie said. “His name’s Nathan Lacoste.”
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“How do you know him?”
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“He’s in one of my classes. What’s with all the questions?”
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Posy was blushing now. “Nothing,” she mumbled, ducking her 17
head. “I was just wondering.” Beneath the thick layer of white 18
pancake, her face was a mottled pink.
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Posy was interested in Nathan! Callie almost laughed. Nathan 20
and Kabuki Girl. What a perfect pair. At least it was something 21
to keep in mind if Nathan showed up again. Who knew? Maybe 22
it would even work. Maybe they’d be good for each other.
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Back at her desk, Callie launched into the next stack of ques-24
tionnaires.
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After graduation, I moved to New York, where I worked as a paralegal
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at Cravath, Swaine & Moore . . .
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God, it was all too tedious. She grabbed the newspaper she’d 30
snagged from Martha and skimmed the front-page headlines. She 31
wouldn’t mind seeing a movie this weekend, though not the one 32
Nathan had mentioned. She flipped through the newspaper’s sec-33
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Callie’s head. Her heart began to race. Deep inside her, a voice 1
was saying,
This is what you’ve been waiting for.
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For a moment, the name seemed to float, unattached to anything 3
else. Then, slowly, her focus widened, and she could read the sur-4
rounding words. MYSTERY DEEPENS IN CRIME WRITER’S
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DEATH. And beneath the boldface headline, in smaller type: 6
diane massey led quiet life in final days on island.
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She read through the article quickly once, then again more 8