Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Closing In

I can feel the noose tightening. Dave drops little hints, though it’s impossible to determine how much he already knows. God, how I loathe his paranoia. If only there was one single person on my side. Deirdre hides behind workplace obligation. Nathan and James cite obscure high-school-era pacts. As does Johanna, which really doesn’t seem fair. How I lost my sister and brother-in-law I will never know, but on our last visit uptown Anna and Dave secreted themselves in the kitchen for what seemed like hours. I sent my niece on a reconnaissance mission.

“What are mommy and Uncle Dave discussing?”

“Your blog, uncle, your blog.”

“Thank you, Kelly.”

If only I could trust her not to sink a dagger into my back the next moment I turn it. Even A.E., seemingly a nice and trustworthy person, is all but confirmedly readying to expose all. I now wait fatalistically by the phone for his pretend-casual querying: “Hey, do you have Dave’s phone number? I just wanted to alert him to something.” Thanks, A.E. Thanks for destroying my friendship with Dave by revealing Eye on the Prize.

Thank you. Thank you all.

1 comment:

Hammer Player a.k.a Hoyazo said...

We'll never tell man.

My money is on Johanna. She has the motive. Or Deirdre, who has the opportunity. But not us.