I just couldn’t see a reason why they should benefit from her death.When I broke the news to Oona, she was sad for a moment, even if she didn’t re...lly understand the reason. Then we looked together at some old photos of her mother - and that was it. For Oona. Like I said, she hadn’t ever seen Elisain the flesh. There had been no way that I would have allowed her to see that empty look in Elisa’s eyes.That evening when I went to sleep I felt a bit odd. Or, I felt odd because I didn’t feel much. She's at home." Okay, I'll call her there. Thanks. Nice talking with you, bye." Don't hang up, Kenny. Is she coming over to your house tonight, or not?" If she is, I don't know about it. I'll call her. Maybe it was supposed to be a surprise for me." If it was, don't tell her I told you, okay?" Okay. See you."I dialed over to Brenda's house, and Richard answered the phone."May I speak to Brenda?" She left." May I speak to your mother, then?" Hold on a minute, I think I just heard Brenda. I. Carla, taking the nod as a command, set the mug on the table. Doris smiled at her, and said, “Good. Now, where was I? Oh yes I was … oh, DO sit down … you do still live here, you know.” Carla sat, but this time she didn’t relax into the chair; she remained upright, seated at the edge, her hands folded demurely in her lap and her legs crossed at the ankle beneath her. She kept her eyes downward, staring at a point on the floor, halfway between herself and Doris. “You may look me in the eye,. . Like when I was 50 or something and didn't have anything better to do."Hey, Daddy!" I gave him my best smile as I entered the house through the kitchen door.He sat at the table reading the paper and drinking coffee and didn't look up right away. Scott was there too, standing near the sink and making a fresh pot. He just shrugged at my questioning look, so I didn't know if I was in trouble or not."Humph..." Daddy wasn't much of a morning person. "How was your sleepover?" It was okay," I.