"Holly Lisle - Minerva Wakes" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lisle Holly)

"You ought to be used to zoos," she heard the girl mutter.
I love you too, dear, Minerva thought.

The phone rang.

She ran for it. "Kiakra Demolitions," she said. She usually
got a kick out of saying that, but this time she just hoped the
ritual family greeting would fend off whichever siding sales-
man, encyclopedia vendor, or purveyor of time-share condos
at Myrtle Beach happened to be calling. But it wasn't a
member of North Carolina's three great growth industries
on the line.

It was Danyl, saying that he was going to be late. Would

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Minerva mind keeping supper in die oven for him, he'd be

there when he could?

Miner/a stared at the groceries, sitting in their bags
silently thawing, at Carol and Jamie squabbling and pouting
over their game, at Bamey crashing his cars into the base of
the television set, at Murp sharpening his claws on the table
legтАФand she assured her husband that she wouldn't mind.
She tried to ignore the strained quality of her voice as she
said it. She hoped she gave him a headache when she
slammed the phone down.

"We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to take
you live to the home of Mr. and Mrs. Darryl Kiakra, where
Mrs. Kiakra has just been led from the house, bound in a

straightjacket.

"Inside the house is the scene of recent horrible

slaughter. The bodies of Mr. Dam/I Kiakra; a young
woman identified as Lwiise Simmons, the Kiakra's
baby-sitter; and a large orange tahhy have been found.

chopped into tiny little pieces.

"Neighbors say that Mrs. Kiakra, who has confessed to
slicing up her spouse, the hfihy-sitter, and the cat with a
cheese grater, has always been a fine neighbor. 'She uw>'
always right friendly. Real (/iriet. Real nice.' says one sw.rce
who asks not to be identified. Them's the ones you have to