{"id":1504,"date":"2012-09-17T15:03:46","date_gmt":"2012-09-17T20:03:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fanagrams.com\/blog\/?p=1504"},"modified":"2012-09-17T15:03:46","modified_gmt":"2012-09-17T20:03:46","slug":"clean-plate-club-murder-mystery-chapters-41-42","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fanagrams.com\/blog\/2012\/09\/clean-plate-club-murder-mystery-chapters-41-42\/","title":{"rendered":"Clean Plate Club Murder Mystery: Chapters 41-42"},"content":{"rendered":"

Chapter 41<\/strong><\/p>\n

As I ran along the bike path at the beach, I began to think that going to see Henry on my own was a bad idea \u2013 I suppose being a neutral go between was a decent enough idea, but I don\u2019t think that Henry would perceive me as neutral.\u00a0 This would almost be the role of a court appointed mediator.\u00a0 I stopped to get some bagels and cream cheese for breakfast, and as I headed back to my apartment I resolved to call the meeting off.<\/p>\n

As I walked up the stairs, I could smell bacon and eggs.\u00a0 There was Simba in the kitchen cooking away.\u00a0 \u201cHi,\u201d she said, \u201cI hope that you don\u2019t mind, but I thought that I would get a jump start on breakfast.\u00a0 I slept for maybe a half an hour, but I feel totally refreshed.\u00a0 I went to the corner market and bought you some provisions.\u00a0 It\u2019s the least I could do after your hospitality.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stood there with my mouth open.\u00a0 How could something as simple as bacon and eggs create such a mess?\u00a0 I could only imagine that she was totally out of practice.\u00a0 She must have fumbled when she cracked some of the eggs, because there was s smear of liquidy egg yolk across the counter.\u00a0 She had then chosen to use an egg beater, which she must have dug deep to find.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t even know that I had one.\u00a0 Perhaps that is why the counter was stacked with bowls that I hadn\u2019t seen in years.\u00a0 The egg beater was perched along the counter, and drips of beaten eggs ran down the cupboard door.\u00a0 But Simba was beaming as if she was a little girl who wanted to surprise her mother with a mother\u2019s day feast.\u00a0 \u201cHere, sit down, and dig in, and I have something else important to tell you,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

Normally, I would have liked to take a shower and change clothes; eating a full breakfast in hot and sweaty clothes was just not appealing, but the bacon did smell good and Simba was standing there looking expectant with a plate in her hands, so I sat.\u00a0 She sat down next to me and sipped at her coffee.\u00a0 \u201cAren\u2019t you going to have something too?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh no, I never eat breakfast, but maybe that is a habit that I should break.\u00a0 I think that I should break one habit everyday \u2013 I think that would be very good for me.\u00a0 Yes, I\u2019ll have \u00a0some bacon and toast, and this will be the first time in over 20 years.\u201d\u00a0 She got up and seemed to know exactly where the plates were, suggesting that she had indeed spent some quality time snooping around.\u00a0 \u201cDon\u2019t you want to know what I have to tell you?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

I gave the slightest nod, since my mouth was full, but that was all that was needed.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ve decided to go with you to see Henry after all.\u00a0 I think that this is the only chance that I’ll have to establish a relationship with him.\u00a0 If the lawyers go first, it\u2019ll be all over, I\u2019ll have no chance.\u00a0 And I\u2019ve decided I don\u2019t really care what Sam says, but I don\u2019t want to go behind his back, so I called his office and left him a message there.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t want to call his cell and risk the chance of talking to him directly.\u00a0 And I called and left a message for Dessa, at least I hope that was Dessa\u2019s number that you gave me.\u00a0 I told her to call me back, but that I would turn my cell off for the next 12 hours, so that she could leave me a message.\u00a0 I was thinking that Dessa might hesitate to call me if she thought I might answer the phone \u2013 it would probably be too hard on both of us, so I thought leaving messages for each other might be the first best step.\u00a0 What do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cActually, Simba, I think that you\u2019ve made very wise choices, with Henry, Sam and Dessa.\u00a0 We should probably get ready to go and see Henry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI have one more favor to ask you \u2013 can I borrow some of your clothes?\u00a0 I won\u2019t have time to go all the way up the canyon and it looks like we\u2019re about the same size.\u201d<\/p>\n

I froze thinking the Simba might well have riffled through my closet, and I thought again of the filing cabinet there, but Simba was right \u2013 I don\u2019t think that she could go to Henry\u2019s in day old rumpled clothes.\u00a0 \u201cSimba, I guess you can, but I\u2019ve got to tell you my wardrobe is much more limited that yours and certainly not up to your standards.\u00a0 I just have multiple versions of a black slacks and a white top.\u00a0 We\u2019ll probably end up looking like twins.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLiza, I was thinking of something very casual.\u00a0 Do you have a pair of jeans that I could borrow?\u00a0 When I was talking with my therapist, she would always encourage me to find something positive to think about, and I think that might be true with Henry.\u00a0 And I think that I should get out of this Society Miss Marvelous attire and look like a regular person,\u00a0 maybe the way that he best remembered me I high school.\u00a0 I was just thinking that might be a less intimidating way to start, and also a way to separate myself from Sam.\u201d<\/p>\n

I was totally impressed with Simba, once again I think that she was right on the mark.\u00a0 I opened the door into the bedroom just a crack and peeked inside to see if the sock had moved.\u00a0 It had.\u00a0 I opened the door the rest of the way and headed for the closet to see if Simba had found the filing cabinet.\u00a0 But she stood right behind me, so I\u2019d have to save it for later.\u00a0 I found a pair of jeans and a simple T shirt and threw them across to her.\u00a0 \u201cHere you go,\u201d I said.\u00a0 \u201cWhy don\u2019t we play tag team on the shower and on the kitchen clean up?\u00a0 I\u2019ll take the first shower and you can start in on the kitchen, and then we\u2019ll switch places.\u201d\u00a0 I desperately wanted to make sure that she stayed out of my bedroom.<\/p>\n

I closed the bedroom door and headed for the shower.\u00a0 \u201cThe scrub brush and soap are in the cabinet below the sink.\u00a0 The dishes in the dishwasher are dirty, so you can just rinse the dishes and put them in.”<\/p>\n

Simba looked very startled.\u00a0 \u201cOh the kitchen, yes of course.\u201d<\/p>\n

When I got out of the shower I realized that we really needed to get going in about a half and hour.\u00a0 I wondered if Simba could pull this off, since I imagined that her shower and dressing could easily consume an hour.\u00a0 What else did she have to do all day?\u00a0 I called to her, \u201cSimba it\u2019s all yours.\u00a0 Sorry I didn\u2019t leave you much time, but we should probably get going in about 15 minutes.\u00a0 Do you think that you can do it?\u201d\u00a0 She nodded and headed toward the steamy shower, and I thought that this maybe the first time in her entire life that she had to share a bathroom.<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t surprised to see minimal progress in the kitchen.\u00a0 The dishes were stacked in the sink but that was it.\u00a0 I attacked the counters first and then started rinsing the dishes when I heard Simba behind me.\u00a0 Only ten minutes had passed, so I wasn\u2019t prepared for the vision as I turned around.\u00a0 \u201cSimba, you look, well I\u2019ve got to say that you look great, just absolutely great.\u201d\u00a0 All the make-up was gone, stripped away like a layer of shiny shellack.\u00a0 Without the heavy mascara her eyes looked smaller, but gone was that artificial wide-eyed look.\u00a0 No lipstick, none.\u00a0 A few wrinkles had cropped up around and between her eyes, but it made her look comfortable.\u00a0 But the big change was her hair.\u00a0 She had discarded her wig, which of course I hadn\u2019t realized she was wearing in the first place.\u00a0 Gone was the overly perfectly coiffed ash blonde hair, replaced with a basic brown hair, nothing special and much like mine. \u00a0Her hair was still wet, but she had pulled it back into a simple ponytail.\u00a0 She looked like a person that I might like, and maybe I was beginning to like her.\u00a0 And then it hit me, \u201cSimba, you know what, you look like a really nice Mom, a Mom that nobody would be scared of, the type of Mom you could bring your friends home to.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know Liza, when I went into that bathroom, I looked into the mirror and I was just tired of being the worst version of myself, and I decided to just go for it.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know what would emerge, and I don\u2019t think that anyone has seen me this way.\u00a0 And by the way, that was the nicest compliment that anyone has ever given me.\u201d\u00a0 For the second time in as many days, Simba enveloped me in a hug, partly to hide her tears, but also because I think that she really meant it.\u00a0 \u201cCome on, let\u2019s get going.\u201d<\/p>\n

Chapter 42<\/strong><\/p>\n

I had gotten a whiff of the decay of the old Murphy place a couple of days ago when I first talked with Henry through the fence, but as we entered the driveway and approached the house, the shabbiness was an all out assault.\u00a0 I recalled the pictures of the Murphy house in its prime in the history book I\u2019d shared with Simba, and this mental contrast was even more depressing.\u00a0 Once neatly trimmed hedges were now misshapen and lumpy, an old oak tree in front of the house had lost a limb, but it had just been pulled to the side of the road, and the craggy branches looked like the desperate waving arms of a drowning man.\u00a0 The bricks forming a stylish chevron pattern in the driveway were only barely visible beneath the weeds growing up between them.\u00a0 Some of the weeds were high enough to \u00a0scratch the undercarriage of the car as we drove up.\u00a0 Simba was bewildered as she got out of the car.\u00a0 \u201cOh my God, she said, I never knew that it was this bad.\u201d<\/p>\n

We rang the doorbell in silence, and then heard the slow tread of footsteps.\u00a0 The door opened.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s you again,\u201d said Henry, looking at me. \u00a0\u201cWho have you brought with you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHenry, it\u2019s me Simba.\u201d\u00a0 She stepped forward and reached out to clasp his arm, but he stiffened and stepped back.<\/p>\n

\u201cSimba, is that you? \u00a0What have you done to yourself?\u2019 said Henry.<\/p>\n

\u201cHenry, I want to be less complicated, and I want things to be less complicated between us, so basically I decided to strip down to the real me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think that things are that complicated. \u00a0Actually it’s quite simple. \u00a0I don\u2019t want to have anything to do with your family.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHenry can we at least come in and talk about Chloe? \u00a0And I want you to know that you are talking with me, your sister, and not Sam.\u00a0 This is me, Henry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell what\u2019s she doing here?\u201d he said pointing to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cLiza has been helping me sort some things out about our family, and I actually asked her to go to the park and meet you at the bridge game.\u00a0 That was my idea, Henry, she was not snooping around.\u00a0 I thought that might be the best way to set up this meeting, since you won\u2019t take my calls, but then I couldn\u2019t help myself when I saw you in the park.\u00a0 I\u2019m sorry that meeting was so confrontational, and I thought that Liza could help us start a more thoughtful conversation.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t really care. \u00a0She can come in, but let\u2019s only talk about Chloe.\u00a0 That\u2019s the only issue that we can discuss.\u201d\u00a0 He opened the door and we followed him through the musty foyer and into the living room.\u00a0 The shabbiness continued.\u00a0 The rug was threadbare and stained, presumably from a poorly trained dog.\u00a0 The curtains were faded and sagged in the middle where they were not hung properly.\u00a0 I caught a quick look at Simba and saw that she was staring at a window that had a trickle of bird residue running down it.\u00a0 Henry sensed our shock and said, \u201cI would offer you something to drink, but it\u2019s just me here, you know, and I mostly eat out, and don\u2019t have much in the kitchen.\u201d\u00a0 Simba was still staring at the stained window, and Henry continued, \u201cit\u2019s been hard to keep this place up given all of Chloe\u2019s expenses, and I have had to let most of the staff go \u2013 I just have someone come in to mow the lawn, but he only comes every other week, and since it has rained recently, I can see that the grass does need a bit of a mow.\u201d<\/p>\n

Simba slowly turned her gaze to Henry. \u00a0\u201cRemember what I said at the park Henry?\u00a0 I meant it.\u00a0 I would like Chloe to come live with us.\u00a0 We have a two bedroom guest house up at our house, and it would be perfect for her and a caretaker.\u00a0 Great Days is a good facility, but it would easier if she was right nearby and I could make sure she was well taken care of.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s fine, she\u2019s all yours.\u00a0 She was always more of your mother than mine \u2013 actually she was never my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n

There was a pause in the conversations, as if Henry thought that the agenda was now complete, and Simba still looked like she was in a state of shock.\u00a0 So I jumped in.\u00a0 \u201cI am glad that you are both in agreement. All that is left to be done then is to transfer the guardianship to Simba.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWait a minute,\u201d said Henry, \u201cI didn\u2019t agree to anything about the guardianship.\u00a0 Father designated me the guardian, and I don\u2019t think we should go against his wishes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Simba had now snapped to. \u201cHenry, I think that when Father made his will, she was living here so it made the most sense for you to be the guardian. \u00a0But now that Chloe isn’t living here anymore, it just makes sense that I would become the guardian if she was living with me.\u00a0 I think that Father would agree with that don\u2019t you?\u00a0 Is it about the money \u2013 I know that things have been difficult for you, and it\u2019s not that I want access to Chloe\u2019s money.\u201d<\/p>\n

Simba gave me a quick look and I understood that she knew that she might have just opened the floodgates with the comment about money.\u00a0 Henry closed his eyes, sat up straight, and then slowly exhaled.\u00a0\u00a0 His eyes stayed closed.\u00a0 \u201cSimba you just have no idea, do you? \u00a0I could care less about the money, because basically there isn\u2019t any, but Father would never have wanted Chloe anywhere near Sam.\u00a0 You know your husband is not a very nice man, but you probably have no idea what’s been going on all these years.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHenry, I’m just beginning to learn more about my husband, and I don\u2019t like a lot of what I’m learning.\u00a0 But he was good to me when I needed help and I\u2019ve been grateful for that.\u00a0 I\u2019m not grateful for what he’s done to my family, and by my family that means you and Chloe.\u00a0 Remember Henry, look at me, you are talking to me and not Sam.\u201d<\/p>\n

Henry then turned to me.\u00a0 \u201cWell what do you think, Ms Liza Blue?\u00a0 Do you think that our Simba is ready to hear the truth?\u201d\u00a0 I nodded and braced myself.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, this is not pretty Simba, but your husband, your precious Sam, your scumbag husband came to our Father and told him that he would not marry you unless Father paid him \u2013 and paid him big time.\u00a0 He told Father that you were pregnant and in trouble, and if he didn\u2019t want any trouble for the family, and any trouble for the family name, Father would have to pay him off, and pay him a lot.\u00a0 So now what do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

Before Simba could answer I said, \u201cHenry I must insist that you not use such inflammatory words.\u00a0 We need to keep this conversation civil.\u201d<\/p>\n

Henry just rolled his eyes and said, \u201cWell what words would you use to describe a man who blackmailed his father-in-law into selling his daughter?\u201d<\/p>\n

Simba jumped in, \u201cHenry, that’s a horrible thing to say.\u00a0 Sam told me Father gave him a loan as an engagement present.\u00a0 That\u2019s all.\u00a0 And I certainly wasn\u2019t pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat can I say?\u00a0 I was there, listening. \u00a0I don\u2019t care if you believe me or not.\u00a0 But you can see why Father would never want Chloe to be under Sam\u2019s control, and as much as you say that I\u2019m talking only to you, I know that once you go back up the canyon, you\u2019re under Sam\u2019s control.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut Henry, this doesn\u2019t make any sense.\u00a0 I know that Sam was so proud when he paid back Father every penny of it as soon as he could.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t want to be beholden to anyone.\u00a0 So it was just a loan.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh Sam is so clever.\u00a0 Did you ever notice that he paid back the loan just before he hit it big with that prison development?\u00a0 He knew he was going to hit it big \u2013 I think he had some connections with the Cutter City Council who gave him a tip off, and Sam paid Father back so he wouldn\u2019t have to share the profits with him.\u00a0 Sure he paid him back, but Father was really a partner in the development, and he should have earned millions also, but Sam stole it right out from underneath him.\u00a0 So about half of those profits should really come to this household, they should really be partly mine, and yours too. \u00a0I even told Father that, but he didn\u2019t listen to me.\u00a0 What do you think of your husband now?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh Henry, I don\u2019t know what to say.\u00a0 All I can say is that Sam and I were truly in love when we got married,” Simba whispered. \u00a0“That he got a loan from Father and he paid him back.\u00a0 Go ahead and hate Sam, that\u2019s fine by me, but I just didn\u2019t have anything to do with it.\u00a0 I just didn\u2019t, you just have to believe me.\u00a0 And if you feel so strongly about the guardianship, go ahead and keep it, that\u2019s fine too, but let\u2019s go ahead and move Chloe up to my house.\u201d<\/p>\n

The quiet that descended was dark and thick. \u00a0I could hear the ticking of the grandfather clock in the front hall. \u00a0Simba was still staring out the window and Henry was looking at his hands. \u00a0In my na\u00efvet\u00e9 as a mediator, I thought it might be a good idea to get them looking at each other. \u00a0\u201cYou know, you two have shared a lot in this household,\u201d I said, \u201cand I know you must have some fond family memories of growing up, that despite the pain of losing your mother so early, there must have been some magic here in this magnificent house along the beach. \u00a0I think that it might be a good idea for each of you to share one happy memory, a thing that you are grateful to your sibling for, and then maybe one thing that you would like to apologize for. \u00a0After all, you will be working together more to take care of Chloe, and I know that you both share a love for Dessa.\u201d<\/p>\n

Simba turned her eyes from the guano stained window and looked directly at Henry. \u00a0\u201cHenry, I want to tell you that I am grateful that you kept the memory of our mother alive. \u00a0I never knew her well, and what I know comes from you. \u00a0As I was coming over her today, I realized that tomorrow would be her 90th<\/sup> birthday.\u201d<\/p>\n

Henry finally looked directly at Simba and I saw that both of them had tears in their eyes. \u00a0\u201cSimba, I am grateful that you let me have a relationship with Dessa. \u00a0She is a beautiful and wonderful girl and you should be proud of her. \u00a0And she is obviously so fond of Goddard, and I would like to get to know him as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

Simba moved behind Henry and put her arms around his neck.\u00a0 \u201cHenry, there is one thing I have always regretted and you might think that it is very silly after all these years, but I want to apologize for that stupid nickname I gave you in high school. \u00a0I know that it must’ve hurt and I\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat nickname?\u201d said Henry, and I saw his back stiffen.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, if you don\u2019t remember, then I am grateful that it was such a silly thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat nickname?\u201d\u00a0 Henry had flung Simba\u2019s arms off of his shoulders and was now facing her.<\/p>\n

Simba startled and stepped back, \u201cHenry, it was a stupid joke when we were teenagers and it didn\u2019t mean anything.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, you brought it up, dear sister,\u201d he hissed, \u201cso now you tell me what it was.\u201d<\/p>\n

At this point, Simba really didn\u2019t have any choice, and I had even gotten out of my chair and moved back a step or two.\u00a0 \u201cHenry calm down,\u201d I said, \u201cSimba is just trying to make amends, and you really shouldn\u2019t take this aggressive attitude.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSimba, tell me,\u201d he said as he took another step closer, forcing Simba to take a step back towards the wall.<\/p>\n

\u201cHenry please,\u201d said Simba, \u201cI\u2019ll tell you if it is so important to you, but you\u2019re scaring me, and you have to promise to back off.\u201d\u00a0 Simba shot a panicked look in my direction, but I knew I was way out of my depth and didn\u2019t know what to do.\u00a0 She took in a deep breath and said, \u201cHenry, it was that night at the beach, and I think that I\u2019d had too much to drink, and it just slipped out. \u00a0I called you Polly Waddle, and I was sorry the minute that I said it, and I\u2019ve been sorry ever since. \u00a0You\u2019re my brother, Henry, and what has come between us has been put there by others. \u00a0Please I want to be a family again.\u201d<\/p>\n

Henry stood perfectly still and his eyes now just stared off into space. \u00a0\u201cIt was you, it was you who started that awful name. \u00a0I can\u2019t believe it.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know where it came from, and then all those women and that man in the house said it, and I was just ruined.\u201d \u00a0Henry slumped down into a chair and his arms hung limply over the arm rests.<\/p>\n

\u201cHenry, what are you talking about? \u00a0I just said it that once down at the bonfire, and maybe a couple of those mean kids picked up on it, but what man are you talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNever mind,\u201d he said, \u201cWhy don\u2019t you go home and ask your husband, your husband who essentially bought you from our father. \u00a0Go on home and ask him, if you really want to know what went on. \u00a0It\u2019s best that he tell you.\u00a0 I\u2019m done here.\u201d<\/p>\n

With a great sigh he heaved himself out of the chair and started to shuffle out the door into the study, knocking over the lamp as he swayed out. \u00a0Simba looked at me and just shrugged her shoulders; neither of us made any attempt to stop him. \u00a0It seemed useless and maybe even cruel.\u00a0 The strained silence was suddenly interrupted by the doorbell.\u00a0 I was the closest so I opened the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell Liza Blue, we keep meeting under the most extraordinary circumstances.\u201d \u00a0There was Detective Grimes.\u00a0 \u201cSomehow I\u2019m not too surprised.\u00a0 Here is a search warrant for Henry Murphy\u2019s car.\u201d<\/p>\nFollow Liza Blue on: \"Facebook\"<\/a>\"twitter\"<\/a>Share: \"Facebook\"<\/a>\"twitter\"<\/a>\"reddit\"<\/a>\"pinterest\"<\/a>\"linkedin\"<\/a>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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