him, but he claimed he soon realized it wasn't romance she wanted, just a presentable man.'
“Isn't that a suspicious story? Maybe he was heartbroken when he realized.'
“Mel said he admitted it freely and with no sign of emotional involvement.'
“Mel must be pretty naive to buy that, or maybe Stefan's a better actor than we could have guessed,' Shelley said.
“Now who's being cynical and grumpy? You know Mel wouldn't turn him loose and forget all about him if he wasn't absolutely sure the guy was telling the truth. Mel's job is to not believe anything he's told until it's confirmed. He said they took him down to the florist shop for the owner to identify him. And Stefan didn't bat an eye.”
Shelley shrugged. 'Okay, okay. Stefan is very good-looking and I can see him dropping Julie when he realized he was just her boy toy. Other women have probably treated him the same way and he might have even been flattered, but got bored with the hoity-toity charity gang. I've been to my share of them with Paul and they're pretty deadly.”
Mike came in the house as she was saying this. 'What's deadly?' he asked.
“Me,' Jane said.
Before she could launch into a few remarks about mowing the grass, Mike said, 'What are all those big boxes in your car, Mrs. Nowack?'
“Your mother's new gigantic television, a VCR, and a table to put it on.'
“Morn! You sprung for all this in one day? Have you gotten an inheritance you didn't tell us about? Some mysterious rich great-uncle you never told us about?' Mike asked.
“I just took it out of
“That's why I came home early. You knew I wouldn't forget. I'll even get Willard inside so he doesn't bark me to death. By the way, I brought home a couple bags of nice little river rocks so we can put them in Willard's path and make it look like it was a gardening choice.'
“Mike, you are a wonder!' his mother said. 'So are you going to buy me my own television?'
“No,' Jane said succinctly.
Mike looked as if he was slightly put out. Jane wondered if she'd seriously spoiled her kids by always putting them first and scrimping on her own needs. It must have been a surprise to him to find her spending money on herself for a change.
But Mike did a terrific job with the yard, and the path almost looked like a good idea. To Jane, at least. Willard checked it out and decided it was a dangerous demarcation he didn't dare cross. 'He'll cut a new path,' Jane said dismally. 'We'll end up with concentric rings of paths in the grass.”
Shelley was sitting down in the yard, examining the rocks. 'This looks nice, Mike. Maybe later in the summer you can design a path for me with these rocks.' She glanced at her watch and said, 'I better go fetch the girls. I wonder what horror they learned to cook today.”
Mel called while Scott, Mike's best friend, and Mike were struggling to carry the television up the stairs. Jane almost didn't answer the phone. She was too busy driving the boys insane with her warnings to be careful, not to drop the TV, or let the corners make dents in the wall, or hurt themselves.
“Jane, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you'll see it on the evening news and I thought you should know in advance.”
She went cold, then hot all over. 'What's happened?' she asked in a shaky voice. Her first thought was that Shelley had finally had the car accident Jane had anticipated for twenty years and she and the girls were all in a hospital.
“It's nothing personal. Don't worry. I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that we found Dr. Eastman.”
The silence that followed this was frigid. But Jane had to ask, 'Is he all right?'
“No. He's dead. He'd been put in the compost pile that's hidden behind that stand of pines in his backyard. Fortunately a neighbor reported anawful smell, and the little boy and his mother weren't the ones that found him.”
Jane made a hearty sigh of relief. 'I should be sorrier than I am. I hardly knew the man. I'm just glad it wasn't something awful about Shelley and Katie.'
“I'm really sorry I frightened you, Janey.' 'How did he die?”
Mel paused. 'Do you really want to know?' 'I guess so.'
“He was strangled to death with a tough green twine that he used to tie up plants.”
Twenty Four
“Omelettes!'
“I have something to tell you, but not with kids swarming the house. Come look at my television first.”
Mike and Scott had gotten it all set up and were lounging on Jane's bed, watching a movie of highly doubtful taste. They frantically flipped to a news channel when Jane and Shelley entered the room.
Shelley clasped her hands and exclaimed, 'Isn't that wonderful? Terrific reception. A huge picture. And the cabinet looks great in here. Aren't you glad you decided to do this, Jane?'
“I'm not sure. There's going to be a big temptation to never get out of bed.'
“Let's go outside while Mike and Scott dispose of all the rubble. Boys, put all the instructions and warranties in the drawer of the cabinet.”
Mike rolled his eyes. 'We'd have never thought of that,' he said with sarcasm, softened with a smile.
Shelley was so anxious to hear what Jane had to say that she carried Jane's iced tea out to the patio for her without being asked. Held the back door open for her. Even fluffed up the patio chair cushion.
When they were settled in where their conversation couldn't be overheard, Jane said, 'Mel called while you were gone. They've found Eastman. He's dead.'
“No! You don't mean this!”
Jane repeated what Mel had told her.
“That's awful. And it really does point to someone in the class. I wouldn't have believed it,' Shelley said.
“How do you figure that?'
“Two teachers of the same class in a row, Jane. One violently attacked, the other killed. You can't ignore the connection. And neither can the police.'
“But, Shelley, all of the class are pretty normal pleasant people.'
“Not exactly. You and I are normal pleasant people, but Charles Jones is an ironing board, Miss Martha Winstead had a long bitter history with Eastman and made no bones about it. And Ursula is a nutcase. And so is Arnie in a different way.'
“You're right about Miss Winstead. But she's atiny thing and old. Can you see her overpowering a large man, then hoisting him bodily into a compost bin? And as far as we know, she had nothing against Julie Jackson.'
“We don't know that. She knew a lot about Julie and followed her social life in the papers. She might have disliked Julie Jackson as much as she hated Eastman and had the sense to keep quiet about it.'
“Maybe. But it still seems physically impossible that she could do it. She's tough-minded, but little and frail. You heard her explain that she has hired men to do the heavy work in her yard. It's not that she's been bulking up by hauling tons of those rocks around herself.'
“What about Arnie then?' Shelley suggested.
“That doesn't play. He's very strange, I admit. And probably strong for his age, having once been a firefighter. They have to be fit. But his obsession has nothing to do with either teacher. He can't think about anything except his late wife and trying to pretend she's still alive. He doesn't appear to have any connection with either of the teachers.'
“Charles Jones?'
“He comes to our minds because we don't like him, Shelley. He's so stuffy, prim, and dull, but that doesn't mean he's hateful enough to knock someone off. Eastman didn't even make criticisms of Jones's garden. In fact, Eastman seemed to be the only one who slightly approved of Edmund's style of gardening.'
“But we have no idea what other relationship Charles and Dr. Eastman might have had, completely outside of
