Music in the Night (Logan 4)

bright shade of pink.

"Oh," he said, nodding, "I know what you're

talking about. There was a knothole in the wood that

fell through a while ago."

"A knothole?"

"Yeah," he said. "I just noticed it myself the

other day. You think I have nothing better to do than

go up there and peep down at you and your

boyfriend?"

"I hope you have better things to do," I said,

"and if you tell me you didn't do it and you don't do it,

I'll believe you," I said.

"I just forgot to fix it, that's all," he said. "I was

going to plug it up with some wood glue the other

day," he added, looking grateful for being allowed to

come up with an explanation. "I just got too involved

in what I was doing and forgot."

"Okay," I said.

"I can't believe you would accuse me of such a

thing," he continued, now on the offensive.

"Why shouldn't I think it, Cary? You treat me

as if I'm some sort of fallen woman now, just because

I'm seeing Robert, who, I might add, you have no

good reason not to like. He's done nothing to you." "He and his family are part of the resort

business, bringing those tourists up here," Cary said

bitterly.

"You know we need the tourists, and that's not

you talking anyway. It's Grandma Olivia. Who would

buy Daddy's lobsters if there were no tourists, and

who would buy our cranberries if people didn't want