allowance.â
âI doubt that she will. Money was never one of her priorities, or didnât you know?â
He didnât reply. His eyes were narrow and introspective.
âShe looks odd, did you notice?â Sandy asked worriedly. âReally odd. I hope she isnât going to do anything foolish.â
âLetâs go,â Ted said as he got in behind the steering wheel, and he sounded bitter. âI want to talk to that lawyer before we go home.â
Sandy frowned as she looked at him. She was worried, but it wasnât about Coreenâs money problems, or the will. Coreen was hopelessly clumsy since sheâd married Barry. She said that she liked to skydive and go up in sailplanes, especially when she was upset, because she said it relaxed her. But sheâd related tales of some of the craziest accidents Sandy had ever heard of. Sometimes she thought that Barry had programmed Coreen to be accident-prone. The few times early in their marriage that sheâd seen her friend, before Barry had cut her out of Coreenâs life, heâd enjoyed embarrassing Coreen about her clumsiness.
Ted didnât know about the accidents. Until the funeral, heâd walked away every time Sandy even mentioned Coreen, almost as if it hurt him to talk about her. He had the strangest attitude about her friend. He didnât care much for women, she knew, but the way he treated Coreen was intriguing. And the most curious thing had been the way heâd looked, holding Coreen in the living room earlier. The expression on his face had been one of torment, not hatred.
She was never going to understand her brother, she thought. The violence of his reaction to Coreen wascompletely at odds with the tenderness heâd shown her. Perhaps he did care, in some way, and simply didnât realize it.
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Sandy insisted on staying with Coreen overnight, and she offered her best friend the sanctuary of the ranch until she found a place to live. Coreen refused bluntly, put off by even the thought of having to look at Ted over coffee every morning.
Coreen got her friend away the next morning, after a long and sleepless night blaming herself and remembering Tedâs accusation of the day before.
âWeâre just getting moved in. Remember, Ted leased the place, along with the cattle farm, and we moved to Victoria about the time you married Barry. Tedâs away a lot now, over at our cattle farm on the outskirts of Jacobsville, that Emmett Deverell and his family operate for him. Weâre going to have thoroughbred horses at our place and some nice saddle mounts. We can go riding like we used to. Wonât you come with me? Iâll work it out with Ted,â Sandy pleaded.
âAnd let Ted drive me into a nervous breakdown?â came the brittle laugh. âNo, thanks. He hates me. I didnât realize how much until yesterday. He would rather it had been me than Barry, didnât you see? He thinks Iâm a murderessâ¦!â
Sandy hugged her shaken friend close. âMy brother is an idiot!â she said angrily. âListen, heâs not as brutal as he seems when you get to know him, really he isnât.â
âHeâs never been anything except cruel to me,â Coreen replied, subdued. She pulled away. âTell him to do whatever he likes with the trust, I wonât need it. I can take care of myself. Be happy, Sandy. Youâve got agreat career with that computer company, even a part interest. Make your mark in the world, and think of me once in a while. Try to remember all the good times, wonât you?â
Sandy felt a chill run up her spine. Coreen had that restless look about her, all over again. There had been two bad accidents over the years because of Coreenâs passion for flying and skydiving: a broken leg and two cracked ribs. Sandy had gone to see her in the hospital and Barry had been always in residence, refusing to let Coreen talk much