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Show •150 wasn't like that at .all," she said. "I wanted to turn your father loose while he still had time to find somebody else to be happy with, but he didn't want to go." She looked at Carlo, but he was staring at his plate, picking apart his portion of cake with one finger. "No, Adam wanted to stay. So did I. Does that make sense? But anyway that was almost a year ago. Past history, Why was Brady interested?" "Maybe he thought you shot Adam to keep him from leaving," I said. "Who can tell what's going on in Brady's mind?" "I miss him," Alice said. "I suppose you won't believe that, Buck." I shrugged. "Why not? Listen, Alice, what you and Adam did seems screwy to me, but I don't understand women at all: they're a mystery to me. And not only women-men too, I'm a mystery to myself. And also Morgan's right: nobody ever understood their own father." "She misses him," Jacob said. He nodded to me. "Believe her." "All right," I said. "Why not?" "Did you see him?" Carlo said suddenly. "Did you see, when they pulled him out of the river?" "Hush," Morgan said. "It's all right." He shook off her hand and stood up. Here was another |