Блейз Клемент - The Cat Sitter's Whiskers

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl, and suddenly I was aware of everything around me. There were two young men having an animated conversation in the booth directly behind me, completely oblivious to the drama unfolding right next to them, and I remembered noticing they were sharing a tall stack of pancakes. In the booth directly across the aisle from us were two middle-aged women, business types, one black and one white, both in smart suits and polished high heels, and they were arguing over who was picking up the tab for breakfast.

I tried to keep my voice as steady as possible. I had decided if Mona made a move for her purse, I’d have no choice but to lunge across the table to stop her.

I said, “Mona … what did you do? ”

23

Love is a funny thing. Of all the emotions, it’s the most profound, the strongest, the deepest, and last but not least—the weirdest. It makes people do things they wouldn’t believe for one second in a book or a TV show, and it can transform the purest soul into the most hideous green-eyed monster. The history of the human race is liberally sprinkled with love-crazed fools. Think Napolean and Josephine, Edward VIII and Wallis Simpson, Sid and Nancy, Jon and Kate.

Sitting there in the diner across the table from Mona, I wondered how in the world she and Levi had ever found each other. In high school, Levi had been a star athlete, and there was a never-ending line of girls who would have jumped for joy if he’d so much as looked at them. But Mona … she was clearly a mess. Angry, bitter, afraid, and—I was pretty sure—homicidal, too. Luckily, I couldn’t have been more wrong about what she was about to tell me.

She’d been silent for a while, concentrating on a spot in the middle of the table. I said, “Mona, if you’ve done something wrong, for whatever reason, the only way out is the truth.”

She nodded slowly, almost like she was coming out of a coma, and said, “It’s about Levi. We wasn’t engaged.”

I said, “Huh?”

She shrugged slightly. “I just made it up.”

I took a deep breath. I guess I should have been happy she hadn’t just confessed to murdering Levi, which I was … but I’m ashamed to admit I was also thinking: Why me?

For as long as I can remember, people have felt compelled to tell me their deepest, darkest secrets. Only last week, I was in the frozen food section at the grocery store, and a man standing next to me turned and said, “My daughter hates me.” Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn’t get one of those T-shirts that says ASK ME IF I GIVE A DAMN.

I said, “Mona, I’m not sure I understand … Why would you lie?”

She looked out the window. “When I was little, my parents run off because they couldn’t handle me. So my grandma, she took me in, even though things was tough for her, and she took care of me ever since. It ain’t been easy for her, due to problems I got … health problems and such, and sometimes I get in trouble. Even when I had my baby, I thought she’d kick me out, but she didn’t.”

Trying my best not to sound shocked, I said, “You have a baby?”

She nodded. “Yeah. Only he ain’t a baby no more. He’s seven. His name’s Ricky. After Ricky Nolasco. He was a baseball player with the Miami Marlins.”

I nodded mutely.

She said, “Yeah, I know. You’re thinking I’m too young to have a seven-year-old kid.”

I said, “No, I wasn’t thinking that at all.”

“I don’t blame you. It’s true. And now that I got Ricky, Grandma’s been torn up worried about what’s gonna happen when…”

She stopped abruptly and balled her hands into tight fists. I could tell it was taking all of her strength to keep from completely breaking down.

“Two months ago, the doctor told her she don’t have much longer to live, and I know she wishes I had my life more together, but I been fired from every job I ever had. She’s scared … for me, and for Ricky, too, because when her disability checks stop, it’s gonna be bad news. And everybody knows Levi’s dad is filthy rich.”

I sighed. “And you thought if you told her you and Levi were engaged…”

She nodded slowly. “Yeah. And I was right. When I told her, she said she could finally rest. She said she could die happy.”

“And your grandmother … she’s sick?”

“Yeah. She’s diabetic.”

I nodded. I had a client whose father was diabetic, so I knew a little bit about how hard it can be on the elderly. I said, “Oh, gosh, yeah, that’s—”

“But that ain’t all. She’s allergic to insulin.”

At first I wasn’t sure I’d heard her correctly. I said, “She’s allergic … to insulin?”

“Yeah. It makes her so sick she can’t get out of bed, like she got hit by a bus, but she has to take it or she’ll die. It’s a rare condition, like one in a million or something, and they tried all kinds of different drugs but nothing helps. It used to be she had a few good days a week, but as she gets older it just gets worse and worse. We’re lucky if she has one good day a month, and now she has to use a walker to get around.”

I sat back against the booth. “Mona, I’m really sorry, but I don’t know if I’m the person you should be talking to.”

“I got nobody else.”

“Okay, well, first of all. I don’t want to upset you, but as long as Detective McKenzie thinks you and Levi were engaged, you’re probably her number one suspect. She needs to know that you lied.”

She shook her head. “No. I don’t talk to cops. They can all rot in hell.” She looked out the window and then back at me. “Sorry. Nothin’ personal.”

I sighed. “I’m not a cop anymore.”

“I know. I wouldn’t be here if you was. Tanisha told me.”

I was beginning to think Tanisha was right about her big mouth, but I figured I’d deal with that later. I said, “Look, I know it seems like there’s no way out, but it’s not that bad. You’ll just have to tell your grandmother the truth.”

“You don’t get it.” She looked down at her hands, and I noticed her fingernails were chewed to the quick. “I can’t. My grandma…”

Tears began streaming down her cheeks, and I felt a knot form at the base of my throat. Tanisha was right. This poor girl was truly suffering.

I said, “Mona, I think if you sit down with your grandmother and explain everything the way you’ve explained it to me, she’ll understand. You just have to be brave and tell her the truth. You have to promise her that with or without Levi you’ll be okay, that you’re strong, and that she doesn’t need to worry about you. I know it seems really overwhelming right now, believe me, but maybe there’s someone who could be there with you when you tell her. Maybe a friend?”

She shook her head slowly.

“How about a relative…?”

She didn’t answer, just stared at her coffee cup on the table. “Tanisha said you’re good with problems.”

I said, “Umm, yeah, I suppose you could say that.”

She looked up at me, her eyes as pleading as a lost kitten’s. “Levi was my only friend.”

Right away I knew I was done for. I still wasn’t quite sure what Mona had hoped to accomplish by coming to meet me at the diner, but I knew one thing for certain: she needed help. I also knew I didn’t have the heart to say no. In a strange way, I felt I owed it to Levi.

I said, “Okay, look. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but if you want me to be there when you tell her, I will.”

She looked completely shocked. “You will?”

“Yeah, I will. But listen, if you won’t talk to Detective McKenzie, then I have to. The more she knows about Levi’s life, the sooner she can figure out what happened to him, and it would be wrong of me not to tell her everything I know.”