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Milk and Honey
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2019
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“Thanks.”
Marge took another step, then added, “Jan called, too.”
Decker said, “What the hell did she want?”
“I didn’t ask, Peter.”
As soon as he was alone, Decker dialed the New York number. The line was full of static. Rina picked it up on the third ring.
“Hello there,” Decker said.
“I was hoping it was you,” Rina answered.
“Well, it’s me,” Decker answered. Her voice gave him a chill down his spine. He said, “Are you feeling all right?”
“Fine. Why do you ask?”
“You’re not at work.”
“Yes, I guess I’m not.”
There was a pause.
“What’s wrong, Rina?” Decker asked.
“I can’t go into it over the phone. It’ll take up too much of your time. You are calling from the station, aren’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“I can tell. Their phone system is very poor. I love you, Peter.”
“I love you, too,” Decker said. “Are you still thinking about coming out here?”
“How does Wednesday sound?”
Decker grinned. “It sounds terrific. I promise to keep my hands in my pockets when we’re in public.”
Silence on the other end.
Decker said, “Rina, doll, what is it?”
“Do you have time, Peter?”
Decker sighed. “Not a lot right now, unfortunately. How about if I call you back in a couple of hours?”
“Don’t bother. It’s nothing earth-shattering. We’ll talk about it on Wednesday. I’m coming out by myself, leaving the boys here with their grandparents … I need some time alone … to talk to you.”
“I feel terrible cutting you off like this,” Decker said.
“No,” Rina said, “I’m cutting you off. Just have an open ear for me on Wednesday, okay?”
“Sooner,” Decker said. “I’ll call you tonight and we’ll swap tales of woe.”
Rina paused. “That will be difficult with the boys home.”
“Why? Are the kids giving you a hard time?”
“Oh no. Not at all. It’s just that … forget it. We’ll talk about it when I come out. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Decker said. “Maybe a little sleep-deprived. Maybe a little hungry … a little horn—”
“I get the picture,” Rina said. “Your drives need an overhauling. Unfortunately, I can’t do anything on the phone.”
“Promise you’ll make it up to me on Wednesday.”
“It’s a deal.”
“I love you, Rina.”
“Love you, too.”
She hung up.
Decker wondered for a moment what could be bothering her. Whatever had happened took place around a week ago. Since then, Rina had become withdrawn, almost melancholy.
Sudden homesickness?
Decker hoped so.
Now came the call he dreaded. Decker dialed the number by rote. A moment later, his ex-wife’s voice cackled through the receiver.
“Hi, Jan,” Decker said.
“Nice of you to return my call,” she said.
Decker paused. After all this time, he still couldn’t tell if she was being sarcastic. He decided to play it innocent.
“No problem,” he said. “Have you heard from Cindy?”
“That’s why I called,” Jan said. “I’m passing along her message. She’s fine.”
“Thank God.”
“You can say that again.”
Another pause.
“Where is she?” Decker asked.
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