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“You were dead-on.”

For a moment, she was quiet, and I heard voices outside the door.

Mother said hoarsely, “I was fooled by a woman I felt sorry for. I underestimated Mabel Pinkston, and she got the better of me. Do you know what that means?” She hiccupped. “I’m a lousy detective, aren’t I?”

She looked so despondent, so miserable in the hospital gown, having had a tube down her throat and her stomach pumped; seeing her like that would have broken my heart any other time.

But I was so glad she was okay, and I wanted her to stay that way.

I bent close and whispered against her damp cheek, “I’m only gonna say this once, so listen good. You may be a crummy detective, Cissy Blevins Kendricks, but you’re a most amazing woman. Oh, yeah, and you’ll play Nancy Drew again over my dead body.”

Without the slightest hesitation, she whispered back, “I guess we’ll see about that, won’t we, Sparky?”

Epilogue

I
f I were to write a final report on
The Case of the Murdering Mabel
, as Mother liked to call it, my conclusions would’ve amounted to something like this:

Stephen Howard, my new-found hero, ended up nabbing the elusive “Em” as she walked to her rented rooms up Garland Road. She’d ditched the black wig and eyeglasses somewhere en route from the Arboretum, and I hoped Mrs. Coogan wouldn’t be too upset when Cissy didn’t return them. As I see it, that was the one decent thing Mabel did.

The Dallas police were holding Mabel Pinkston Albright on assorted charges, including kidnapping and attempted murder. Mother’s statement and testimony would be the biggest piece of evidence against her.

Okay, maybe the
only
evidence against her.

Much as the D.A.’s office claimed they’d like to investigate the deaths of Bebe Kent and Sarah Lee Sewell, there wasn’t much to go on. Particularly since the blood test on Sarah Lee returned negative, showing only traces of all the meds she’d been taking, including the hydroxyzine Pamoate. Like Dr. Finch had told me, there was no way to quantify how much of it was in someone’s system once it was ingested; ergo, no one could prove the women were poisoned with their own drugs.

Mabel had been much smarter than anyone had given her credit for.

Annabelle wasn’t talking. Big surprise. She was lucky not to be behind bars herself, charged with blind faith and stupidity.

Mum’s the word with the Finches, too. (I guess, birds of a feather keep their beaks shut together.)

Anyway, I was out of the detecting business, and Cissy was, too, whether she liked it or not. We just weren’t cut out for undercover work. Or out of cover, for that matter.

Case closed.

Qué será, será.

End of report.

B
rian Malone returned from Galveston on Wednesday, stopping by my condo on his way to his apartment. Now
that
was a man with his priorities in order.

I kissed him good and hard as soon as I opened the door, and I didn’t care a fig that snoopy Penny George was standing on the sidewalk, watching, her mouth hanging open. I was sure she’d rat me out to my mother at their next Bible study, but being with him again was worth every moment.

Malone had the brilliant idea to move it inside and nudged me through the door and toward the bedroom, until I put the kibosh on his reunion plans, at least for the time being.

“Go brush your teeth or whatever else you need to do to freshen up,” I told him. “We’re meeting Mother and Stephen for a double date.”

“A double date?”

“Her words, not mine.”

“Who’s Stephen?”

“I’ll tell you on the way.”

“On the way to where? I thought Cissy was taking it easy.”

I brushed a lock of brown from his forehead and wiped my lip gloss from his mouth. “Would you believe the Mockingbird IHOP?” I said and shrugged. “Mother has a sudden craving for pancakes with faces on them.”

“Is she nuts?”

Ah
.

Life was back to normal.

Whatever normal was.

About the Author

SUSAN McBRIDE
is the author of
The Truth About Love & Lightning, Little Black Dress
, and
The Cougar Club
, all Target Recommended Reads. She also penned the award-winning Debutante Dropout Mysteries, including
Blue Blood
and Too
Pretty to Die
. She lives in St. Louis, Missouri, with her husband and daughter.

Visit Susan’s website at www.SusanMcBride.com for more info.

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Copyright

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

THE LONE STAR LONELY HEARTS CLUB. Copyright © 2006 by Susan McBride. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the nonexclusive, nontransferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, decompiled, reverse-engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books.

EPub Edition DECEMBER 2013 ISBN: 9780062319920

Print Edition ISBN: 978-0-06-056408-7

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