Dead by Wednesday. Beverly Long

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СКАЧАТЬ Sage is sixteen, seven months along and lives at home with her parents, who have no idea that she’s pregnant.”

      Liz nodded. “Winter clothes make it easier to hide a pregnancy, that’s for sure.” She took another step. “Will you come for pizza tonight? Please?”

      “No need to beg. My middle name is carbohydrate. I’ll be there.” Carmen stopped at her office door, unlocked it, opened the door and immediately walked across the small space to pull open the heavy curtain on the lone window. Most days the sun offered some warmth but today, everything outside was gray. Wednesday. Hump day. By five o’clock tonight, the workweek would be more than half over. Although for the counselors who worked at Options for Caring Mothers, their workweeks didn’t tend to be so carefully defined. Babies came at all times of the day or night, and none of the staff wanted their teenage clients to be alone at that time.

      Alexa Sage arrived five minutes later. She wore a big black coat and jeans tucked into black boots. Her short hair was a white-blond and her pale skin was clear and pretty, with nicely applied makeup. Her eyes were green and wary.

      “It’s nice to meet you, Alexa,” Carmen said, motioning for the girl to take a chair. “I hope you didn’t get too cold getting here.”

      “I took the bus,” she said. She sat but didn’t take off her coat.

      “Better than walking,” Carmen said, keeping up the small talk. “I have a younger brother, and when I don’t have early-morning meetings, I drop him and his best friend off at school.”

      “My mother doesn’t work. She takes my sister and me to school every day. Picks us up, too. That’s what Frank Sage wants.”

      “Stepdad?” Carmen asked, noting the use of the first name.

      “Nope. His blood is my blood. Let me tell you, that has kept me up a few nights. He doesn’t like it when I call him Frank. My mom thinks it’s disrespectful, too.”

      “Do you say it to be disrespectful?”

      “I say it because I can.”

      Maybe that’s why she’d had sex. Because she could. And now she was in a heap of trouble. “How did you find out about Options for Caring Mothers?” Carmen asked.

      “My counselor at school. She gave me an OCM brochure.”

      That was how many of their referrals came. “I’m glad that happened,” Carmen said. “Did you tell her that you were pregnant?”

      “I think the school nurse told her. I got sick a couple times at school. The nurse thought I had the flu and wanted to send me home. I had to tell her the truth.”

      “But you haven’t told your parents?”

      “No.”

      “Why not?”

      Alexa chewed her lip. “My dad works in some little factory and he hates his job. He gets mad when my sister or I get a B. Says that if we’re not careful, we’re going to be trapped in some dead-end job. When he finds out that I’m going to quit school to take care of the baby, he’s not going to be happy.”

      “So, you’re planning on keeping your baby?”

      The girl nodded.

      “What about the father of the baby?”

      This got a shrug. “He’s a junior, too, so we’re not, you know, getting married or anything, but he’s cool with it.”

      “He hasn’t told his parents?”

      “There’s only his mom. And no, we both agreed that we wouldn’t say anything to anybody.”

      Alexa was mature, but was she mature enough to handle a child? “Have you considered adoption?” Carmen asked.

      Alexa shook her head. “So that she can be raised by somebody like my parents? No, thanks.”

      Carmen nodded. Not much to say to that, was there? “Have you had any prenatal care?”

      Alexa nodded. “At the health department. Everything is fine. I’m twenty-eight weeks. The baby is due April 15.”

      “How much longer do you think you can hide your pregnancy from your family?” Carmen asked.

      “Probably not much longer. In a week, I have a family wedding. I’m not going to be able to wear a sweatshirt and baggy pants or my coat. I think the cat is going to be pretty much out of the bag.”

      “You should tell your parents before then,” Carmen said.

      “I know. That’s why I’m here. Frank doesn’t do so good with surprises. Goes a little crazy sometimes.”

      “What kind of crazy?” Carmen asked. “Crazy yelling or crazy something else?”

      “When my mother hit a post with the fender of our car, he slapped her so hard that he split her lip.”

      Carmen felt sick.

      “You were the counselor who helped my neighbor, Angelina. She said you were wonderful. I was hoping you could be there when I tell him.”

      Chapter Two

      Raoul almost dropped his trombone when a skinny man stepped out of the dry cleaner’s doorway, right into his path. His dark hair was slicked down on his head and pulled back into a short ponytail. His skin was really pale and he had gray eyes.

      “Hi, there,” the man said.

      He was about six inches taller than Raoul, which basically wasn’t all that tall. His shoulders were wide and he had on a really ugly plaid coat.

      Raoul tried to step around him.

      The man stepped with him, blocking his path.

      “Hey, man,” Raoul said. He’d already had a really bad day and all he wanted was to go home.

      “Is that how you treat your friends, Raoul?”

      Friends? “Who are you? How do you know my name?” Raoul asked, feeling uncomfortable. He looked around. There were other people on the sidewalk, but nobody seemed to be paying any attention to him.

      “I know a lot about you. Your brother Hector and I were friends. Real tight.”

      Hector had been dead for eleven years. Whenever anybody said Hector’s name, his sister, Carmen, got a real funny look on her face and she got sad. Once, when he asked her about it, she said that she was just so sorry that Hector had died.

      That made him feel even worse that he couldn’t remember Hector. He’d only been four when he’d died. He couldn’t tell Carmen the truth. That would probably make her even sadder.

      “You really knew Hector?”

      “Oh, yeah. One time, before he died, he told me that if anything ever happened to him, that I should watch out for you.”

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