Chapter Fourteen
There was a wail on the other end and Elaine said hurriedly, “Got to go.” She abruptly hung up.
Miles said, “What is it?”
“Gabriel Tharpe is dead. Jack is crying and Elaine can’t give me any more information than that while he’s upset. Let’s go over there,” said Myrtle.
Miles looked uncertain. “I’ve just successfully gotten rid of a migraine. I’m not sure that exposure to crying children is a logical next step.”
“It’ll be fine. He won’t cry when he sees me,” said Myrtle in a confident voice. They walked to Miles’s front door.
“Why is that?”
Myrtle said, “Because he loves his Nana. And I’m a surprise visitor.”
They crossed the street and walked down the sidewalk a little way.
Miles said, “Are we sure that Elaine would like a surprise visitor?”
“Maybe not at first.
