Tags:
Fiction,
General,
Suspense,
Romance,
Mystery & Detective,
Women Sleuths,
Cooking,
Large Type Books,
Colorado,
Caterers and Catering,
Cookery,
Bear; Goldy (Fictitious Character),
Women in the Food Industry
books. Despite marrying and dropping out of college at twenty, she was self-educated and extraordinarily well read. Rather than take direct care of herself, she took in strays: extra kittens other people couldn't give away, guinea pigs, hamsters, and rabbits left over at the end of the school year, stray dogs abandoned by families moving away. She also exercised fanatically at both the athletic club and the local recreation center.
But the shelves of books, the cadre of pets, the soft body that refused to become fit, had been no help, she had sadly announced at a meeting of Amour Anonymous, our support group for women who felt they were addicted to relationships. After two years of denial, Audrey Coopersmith had finally begun divorce proceedings against her husband of eighteen years. With a deviousness that had fooled no one but Audrey, Carl Coopersmith had been supporting another woman in Denver for the past fifteen years. This other woman had children by a previous marriage, but Carl had been hanging around for so long that the other woman's kids called him Dad and the other woman's neighbors all thought "Dad" was the other woman's husband. Which, when it came to financial support, made for a very confusing situation for everyone but the lawyers. With delays, requests for documents, filing motions and countermotions, the legal beagles were having a field day.
Bottom line was, Carl "Dad" Coopersmith had cancelled Audrey's cash card, credit cards, and provided a copious supply of lies about his salary and other accounts. The court order on permanent support for Audrey and their daughter, Heather, was supposed to come down any moment. But as was typical, it had been delayed three times. Two months ago Audrey had asked me for part-time work. She couldn't earn too much, she told me, for that would undermine what she was asking from Carl.
But she was having trouble making ends meet. She balanced the work she had from me with a part-time job at the Tattered Cover, Denver's largest bookstore, a place she claimed to love. But as you might expect, Audrey was always exhausted, always broke, always unhappy.
The one bright spot in her life was super-achieving Heather, an eighteen-year-old science whiz who ranked third in the senior class at Elk Park Prep. To my utter dismay, there were only two things Audrey wanted in life: for Heather to get into MIT, and for Carl to come to his senses, leave the other woman, her kids, and her neighbors, and return to their home in Aspen Meadow Country Club.
" Now, this was a woman who was addicted to a relationship. Not to mention that she didn't have too firm a grasp on reality. Audrey desperately wanted to return to the status quo. In Amour Anonymous, we had all tried to enlighten her, to no avail. Sometimes people just have to go through things.
The phone had not even rung one full time when she answered. Once she realized I wasn't Carl, her voice went from lively to remote. Yes, she remembered that she was supposed to help me with the football party. But then she remembered that she was supposed to make a stir-fry for a small staff meeting after she filled in at the bookstore that afternoon.
I said, "Filled in?"
She gave a short laugh. "Best department."
"Really?" I said. "Cookbooks?"
"Self-improvement."
So I asked if she could help with the church refreshments instead, and I'd see if I could get someone else for the Dawsons' party in the afternoon. She agreed and added that she had to get off the phone because for some reason the police were at her door.
For some reason. I hung up. So Headmaster Perkins had already given the police Audrey's name. But that surely would not be the end of it. I looked out my kitchen window at lodgepole pine branches heavy with snow. A number of Elk Park Prep parents were Episcopalians. By the time of the service, the investigative team already would have visited some of