"Well, it's good to see you again. Are you based in Baltimore?"
"Washington, D.C."
"Give me your phone number, I'll call you up." Jeannie offered a ballpoint and Penny wrote her phone number on one of Jeannie's file folders.
"We'll have lunch," Penny said. "It'll be fun."
"You bet."
Penny moved on.
Lisa said: "She seemed bright."
"She's very clever. I'm horrified. There's nothing wrong with being a stewardess, but it's kind of a waste of twenty-five years of education."
"Are you going to call her?"
"Hell, no. She's in denial. I'd just remind her of what she used to hope for. It would be agony."
"I guess. I feel sorry for her."
"So do I."
As soon as they landed, Jeannie went to a pay phone and called the Pinkers in Richmond, but their line was busy. "Damn," she said querulously. She waited five minutes then tried again, but she got the same infuriating tone. "Charlotte must be calling her violent family to tell them all about our visit," she said. "I'll try later."
Lisa's car was in the parking lot. They drove into the city and Lisa dropped Jeannie at her apartment. Before getting out of the car, Jeannie said: "Could I ask you a great big favor?"
"Sure. I'm not saying I'll do it, though." Lisa grinned.
"Start the DNA extraction tonight."
Her face fell. "Oh, Jeannie, we've been out all day. I have to shop for dinner - "
"I know. And I have to visit the jail. Let's meet at the lab later, say at nine o'clock?"
"Okay." Lisa smiled. "I'm kind of curious to know how the test turns out."
"If we start tonight, we could have a result by the day after tomorrow."
Lisa looked dubious. "Cutting a few corners, yes."
"Atta girl!" Jeannie got out of the car and Lisa drove away.
Jeannie would have liked to get right into her car and drive to police headquarters, but she decided she should check on her father first, so she went into the house.
He was watching Wheel of Fortune. "Hi, Jeannie, you're home late," he said.
"I've been working, and I haven't finished yet," she said. "How was your day?"
"A little dull, here on my own."
She felt sorry for him. He seemed to have no friends. However, he looked a lot better than he had last night. He was clean and shaved and rested. He had warmed up a pizza from her freezer for his lunch: the dirty dishes were on the kitchen counter. She was about to ask him who the hell he thought was going to put them in the dishwasher, but she bit back her words.
She put down her briefcase and began to tidy up. He did not turn off the TV.
"I've been to Richmond, Virginia," she said.
"That's nice, honey. What's for dinner?"
No, she thought, this can't go on. He's not going to treat me like he treated Mom. "Why don't you make something?" she said.
That got his attention. He turned from the TV to look at her. "I can't cook!"
"Nor can I, Daddy."
He frowned, then smiled. "So we'll eat out!"
The expression on his face was hauntingly familiar. Jeannie flashed back twenty years. She and Patty were wearing matching flared denim jeans. She saw Daddy with dark hair and sideburns, saying: "Let's go to the carnival! Shall we get cotton candy? Jump in the ear!" He had been the most wonderful man in the world. Then her memory jumped ten years. She was in black jeans and Doc Marten boots, and Daddy's hair was shorter and graying, and he said: "I'll drive you up to Boston with your stuff, I'll get a van, it'll give us a chance to spend time together, we'll eat fast food on the road, it'll be such fun! Be ready at ten!" She had waited all day, but he never showed up, and the next day she took a Greyhound.
Now, seeing the same old let's-have-fun light in his eyes, she wished with all her heart that she could be nine years old again and believe every word he said. But she was grown-up now, so she said: "How much money do you have?"
He looked sullen. "I don't have any, I told you."
"Me either. So we can't eat out." She opened the refrigerator. She had an iceberg lettuce, some fresh corn on the cob, a lemon, a pack of lamb chops, one tomato, and a half-empty box of Uncle Ben's rice. She took them all out and put them on the counter. "I tell you what," she said. "We'll have fresh corn with melted