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"Yes. No thanks to you."

He smiled. "Where's your dad? He's here, right? Or did the big man go to the office? Quenty calls a family powwow, and then he leaves?"

"He'll be back." The Great Dane came over and sniffed Arden's shirt. With ineffectual hands, she tried to push the dog away, but he snuffled her with a wet nose and gave her arm a tentative lick.

Trey patted Samson. "Is your dad going to make us an offer for our shares? So he can run the company free and clear? Do you think that's what we're here for? I could go for that. Little extra cash in my pocket. We're not really here to talk about a funeral for Julius, are we?"

"I don't know." Arden watched the dog make a loop around the room, sniffing everything. Her heart was beating very fast, making her head light.



"Is Quentin going to try selling the property down on the river?" Uncle Trey asked. "That was Julius's but maybe its in play? We'd get a nice chunk of change for that now. What'd he tell you, Ardy?"

"Nothing at all." She took a deep breath to steady her heart. "I saw you on the Discovery Channel."

He perked up and smiled. "You did?"

"Something about a ship that sank during a hurricane. With gold coins and slaves."

He grunted, losing the smile. "That one, we never found. At least that's what the guys on the boats told me. Which happens a lot. Sometimes I think they put out marker buoys and plan to go back when my money runs out."

"Why don't you go on the boats with them?"

He made a face. "I get seasick. Besides, they like my money better than they like me."

Arden couldn't stop herself from putting her hand out and patting his face. "Poor Uncle Trey."

He patted her back, then said kindly, "Ardy, you're blitzed. You gotta give up that stuff before you turn into your mother."

"What stuff?"

"You know what I mean." He got to his feet and went over to the desk. "I saw the caterer in the kitchen. Looks like a great dinner-if you're looking to boost your cholesetrol. Anybody else arrive yet?"

Arden frowned, trying to remember what Daddy had said about dinner. The whole family, she recalled, was getting together. Everybody under one roof. To talk about the funeral, Daddy had said, but they'd probably discuss company business, too. That's why everyone would show up, of course. It all sounded insensitive, actually.

Everybody would be looking at her, Arden thought. Wanting to know things. Like how much they could sell paintings for.

She said, "Does Samson need to go for a walk?"

Uncle Trey was busy snooping on the desk and probably didn't absorb the question, but he said, "Sure, maybe."

"Did you bring his leash?"

11.

Roxy sent Rooney into Loretta's fenced backyard, where he could bark his head off at the Radziewiczes' Chihuahua. Then she let herself into the house. Right behind her, Nooch sniffed the air for cookies.

"Go watch some TV," Roxy said. "I have to talk to Sage."

Nooch slouched onto the flowered sofa in the flowered living room and turned on the television. The television was probably the only thing in the room that didn't have flowers on it. Even the rug swirled dizzyingly with roses. Nooch looked like a brontosaurus that had wandered into that Sissinghurst garden in England.

"Don't yell at Sage," he said.

"Why would I yell at her?"

"Just don't."

With the remote, he clicked around until he found cartoons. Then he put his boots on the coffee table and settled back to watch.

"I wasn't going to," Roxy said.

On Loretta's dining room table sat an open shipping box with a Gucci handbag inside. With the onset of menopause, Loretta wasn't sleeping well at night and tended to do a lot of shopping on QVC. Looked like she was revving up her credit card again. The breast reduction must be on hold.

Roxy tripped over a pair of enormous sneakers at the bottom of the stairs, dropped the car keys on the newel, and called upstairs to her daughter. "Sage? Sage, you here?"

Instead of Sage, a rangy boy appeared at the top of the stairs, hitching his loose jeans and pasting some charm onto his face. "Hey, Mrs.-Miss A. You're looking really hot today."

The kid thumped down the stairs in his sock feet. He had a buzz cut that made his head look pasty white. His T-shirt said Rookie in big black letters.

Roxy squinted. "I know you."

"Yeah, I'm Zack. Zack Cleary. I started hanging with Sage last spring when the girls won the basketball championship." He plunked himself on the bottom step and reached for his sneakers. "Sage is upstairs, ralphing in the bathroom. She must have had some bad cafeteria food last week."

Roxy kicked the sneakers out of his range. "What are you doing here, Zack Cleary? I thought you were going to college somewhere."

"Sage didn't tell you?"

Sage hadn't bothered to mention she had a boyfriend at all, let alone this one. "No, she didn't. What did you do? Join the army?"

When the kid had first appeared, he'd looked like a character in a vampire movie-all skinny good looks and long hair. He still had the good looks, Roxy noted, but with muscles now and no hair.

He rubbed his hand on top of his bristly head and grinned. "Does it make me look tough? Because I started at the police academy a couple of months ago. We're on break for a week before we start training at the gun range."

"Is that shirt some kind of official uniform?"

"h.e.l.l-heck no. It was my dad's. I stole it out of his closet. I'm not a real rookie until I get hired on the force."

Zack, Roxy remembered suddenly, was the idiot son of the city's new chief of police.

Roxy thought about what it meant that her daughter was dating the one kid with the most direct line of communication to the police department. She steadied herself on the newel. The chief of police's kid coming around on the exact week Carmine asked her to join his crew-that's all she needed. "You think you can be a cop, huh? I guess there's hope for the criminal element after all."

He laughed and reached for his shoes again. "Yeah, I'm heading into the family business. It was either police work or Laundromats. Hey, was that you last week at that club near Station Square? With the band? Singing?"

"That was past your bedtime."

Zack grinned. "I didn't know you could belt it out like that. Plus you looked-you know-s.e.xy up there."

"Sweating, mostly."

"s.e.xy, though. Hey, I'm starving to death. I don't suppose you'd make me a sandwich, y'know, for the road?"

Roxy controlled the urge to s.n.a.t.c.h off one of his gigantic sneakers and beat him over the head with it. The last thing she wanted was Sage's friends recognizing her at club gigs. "There's half a Bruno's pizza on the front seat of the red car out front. It's a little squished, but help yourself."

"No kidding? Thanks." Zack finished with his shoes and lounged to his feet. "I'm outta here. Behave yourself, okay?"

Roxy debated kicking him through the front door. But the thought of Zack chowing down on the pizza Rooney had s...o...b..red over was good enough.

When he was gone, she took the steps upward, two at a time.

Her daughter's bedroom was frighteningly tidy. Unlike every other teenager on the planet, Sage kept her clothes and many books in perfect order. Even the poster of Colin Firth in a velvet suit was attached to the wall in a frame, not with masking tape. Such tidiness wasn't something Sage learned from her mother.

While her girlfriends loved boy bands and gift cards to Ambercrombie & Fitch, Sage read the Onion every day and watched Jon Stewart. Roxy was increasingly at a loss about her increasingly adult daughter. It was only calculus that Sage couldn't conquer alone.

"Sage? Where are you?"

A voice croaked from the bathroom. Roxy went down the narrow hall and pushed open the door at the end. Sage lay on her back on the poufy pink bathtub rug, staring at the ceiling with a blank face. Her long legs-when had they gotten so long?-were draped over the edge of the bathtub.

"Hey." Roxy rested her shoulder against the doorjamb. "What was Zack Cleary doing here?"

"He just left."

"I know that. He said you ate some bad cafeteria food or something?"

Sage groaned. She still liked wearing her dark curly hair in pigtails that stuck out on the sides of her head, but today they didn't look so perky. Her lanky body was encased in a Steelers football jersey, with a pair of nylon basketball shorts on her legs and tall athletic socks on her feet. Her fair skin looked as white as marble.

Sage turned her face away. "Leave me alone."

"You want some ginger ale?"

"Mom." Sage sounded as exhausted as if she'd just staggered out of the Amazon jungle.

"Okay, I just-it was a surprise to find the Cleary kid hanging around."

Sage flung one arm across her face. "He dropped off some stuff, that's all."

"What stuff?"

"A basketball. I left it at the court over the weekend."

"You saw him over the weekend? I thought you were working on a biology project with Kiryn."

"I see him around. He's not a total jerk, Mom."

Could have fooled me. Roxy almost said it aloud.

Without moving her arm, Sage grumbled, "You're so judgmental."

"I didn't say a word."

"I know what you're thinking. Zack was just being nice."

"Okay, okay." Roxy knew better than to argue any longer. So she said, "Actually, I was hoping you could find a book for me. About ancient Rome. Or Greece. I forget which. With pictures. You were reading it last spring for a report. You know the one I mean?"

Sage opened her eyes and looked up, suspicious. "I wrote a paper about Sparta. But there must be, like, a thousand books available about ancient Greece. Have you gone to a library?"

"I've been banned until I pay my late fees. I figured I'd just ask you instead." Roxy stepped over Sage's p.r.o.ne body, put down the toilet seat, and sat on it. "I thought you'd like to give your mom a little help."

Sage closed her eyes again wearily. "Do I look like I feel like helping?"

"C'mon, it'll take your mind off your stomach." Roxy put her hand down and felt Sage's forehead for fever. "What do you know about old statues?"

Sage pushed Roxy's hand away, but said, "What do you mean by old? Like, old-old?"

"Really old. Naked guys throwing spears-that kind of thing."

"Are you referring to some kind of antiquity? Like the sculptures celebrating the athletes at Olympia? In ancient times, the winners were immortalized by carvings that lined the walkways of the original Olympic village."

"Yeah, okay, are there any in museums and stuff?"

"Of course there are. And more are being discovered every day, so it's still an emerging field of scholarship. Why are you asking?" Sage propped herself up on one elbow. "What's going on, Mom?"

"Nothing."

"Bulls.h.i.t."

"Watch your mouth or Loretta will wash it out with soap. I wonder how much one of those Olympic statues might be worth now."

"A lot." Sage lay back down, her intellectual curiosity waning.

"What about the book?"

"I'll check the library. Maybe I can find a general history for you."

"Great. Thanks. Want me to make you some toast?"

Sage blew a long-suffering sigh. "G.o.d, no."

It hadn't been too many years ago that Roxy had spent hours on the bathroom floor, too, just moaning about being a misunderstood teenager. She'd spent even more hours raising h.e.l.l, but Sage didn't find h.e.l.l-raising all that therapeutic. Sometimes Roxy wondered how she could have produced a kid so different from herself.

So Roxy thought for a minute before guessing what had Sage moping.

Roxy said, "Did you get rejected by Yale?"

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