Chapter 5Time moved on.
Libby completed her final year at Mary Magdalene Academy and went on to Brown University. In her sophomore year, she ran away with her Egyptology professor, who happened to be married.
I tracked them to Puerto Vallarta and, unbeknownst to Libby, had a little chat with the man. He got a quickie divorce in Mexico and married her.
Apparently getting a Mexican divorce was all he ever taught her. She was in Mexico now, divorcing her third husband, while husband number four waited in the wings.
Billy dropped out of the private school he was attending. “The teachers are old farts who don’t know their asses from their elbows.” His stance was pugnacious, and he glared at me as if daring me to challenge him.
I just shrugged, keeping my expression bland. “It’s your life,
