Mystery Man. Diana Palmer

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      Chapter Three

      Janine was well into the book two days later when Karie came flying up the steps and in through the sliding glass doors.

      “We’re having a party!” she announced breathlessly. “And you’re both invited.”

      Janine’s mind was still in limbo, in the middle of a scene. She gave Karie a vacant stare.

      “Oops! Sorry!” Karie said, having already learned in a space of days that writers can’t withdraw immediately when they’re deep into a scene. She backed out and went to find Kurt.

      “What sort of party?” he asked when she joined him at the bottom of the steps at the beach.

      “Just for a few of Dad’s friends, but I persuaded him to invite you and Janie, too. He feels guilty since he’s had to leave me alone so much for the past few years. So he lets me have my way a lot, to try and make it up to me.” She grinned at Kurt. “It’s sort of like having my own genie.”

      “You’re blackmailing him.”

      She laughed. “Exactly!”

      His thin shoulders rose and fell. “I wouldn’t mind coming to the party, if you’re having something nice to eat. But Janie won’t,” he added with certainty. “She hates parties and socializing. And she doesn’t like your dad at all, can’t you tell?”

      “He doesn’t like her much, either, but that’s no reason why they can’t be civil to each other at a party.”

      “I don’t know about that.”

      “I do. He’ll be on his best behavior. Did you know that he reads her books? He doesn’t know who she really is, of course, because I haven’t told him. But he’s got every book she’s ever written.”

      “Good grief, didn’t he look at her picture on the book jacket?” Kurt burst out.

      “I didn’t recognize her from it. Neither will he. It doesn’t really look like her, does it?”

      He had to admit it didn’t. “She doesn’t like being recognized,” he confided. “It embarrasses her. She likes to write books, but she’s not much on publicity.”

      “Why?”

      “She’s shy, can you believe it?” he chuckled. “She runs the other way from interviews and conventions and publicity. It drove the publishing house nuts at first, but they finally found a way to capitalize on her eccentricity. They’ve made her into the original mystery woman. Nobody knows much about her, so she fascinates her reading public.”

      “I love her books.”

      “So do I,” Kurt said, “but don’t ever tell her I said so. We wouldn’t want her to get conceited.”

      She folded her arms on her knees and stared out to sea. “Does she have a, like, boyfriend?”

      He groaned. “Yes, if you could call him that. He’s a college professor. He teaches ancient history.” He made a gagging gesture.

      “Is he nice?”

      “He’s indescribable,” he said after thinking about it for a minute.

      “Are they going to get married?”

      He shrugged. “I hope not. He’s really nice, but he thinks Janie should be less flaky. I don’t. I like her just the way she is, without any changes. He thinks she’s not dignified enough.”

      “Why?”

      “He’s very conservative. Nice, but conservative. I don’t think he really approves of our parents, either. They’re eccentric, too.”

      She turned to look at him. “What do they do?”

      “They’re archaeologists,” he said. “Both of them teach at Indiana University, where they got their doctorates. We live in Bloomington, Indiana, but Janie lives in Chicago.”

       “They’re both doctors?”

      He nodded and made a face. “Yes. Even Janie has a degree, although hers is in history and it’s a bachelor of arts. I guess I’ll be gang-pressed into going to college. I don’t want to.”

      “What do you want to do?”

      He sighed. “I want to fly,” he said, looking skyward as a bird, probably a tern, dipped and swept in the wind currents, paying no attention to the odd creatures sitting on the steps below him.

      “We could glue some feathers together,” she suggested.

      “No! I want to fly,” he emphasized. “Airplanes, helicopters, anything, with or without wings. It’s in my blood. I can’t get enough of airplane movies. Even space shows. Now, that’s really flying, when you do it in space!”

      “So that’s why you like that science fiction show Janie’s so crazy about.”

      “Sort of. But I like the action, too.”

      She smiled. “I like it because the bad guy looks like my dad.”

      He burst out laughing. “He’s not the bad guy. He’s the other side.”

      “Right. The enemy.”

      “He’s not so bad. He saved the hero, once.”

      “Well, СКАЧАТЬ