Brush Back

“He hired you without talking to me? And me, trying to pay the bills and raise the kids on what he brings home from Bagby? Where’s that money supposed to come from? Stella’s right—you and your mother, you live to ruin our lives.”

 

 

“I hadn’t thought about you in years, Betty, not until Frank came to me two weeks ago. Sounds as though you and Stella are pretty close, though. I’m surprised—I didn’t think you wanted her moving in with you when she came home from prison.”

 

“I’m looking after enough people with my dad, the kids, Frank, I don’t need Stella. But that doesn’t mean I don’t respect her for standing up for her beliefs.”

 

“What beliefs?” I asked. “She has some moral code I don’t know about?”

 

“No, you wouldn’t,” Betty said scornfully. “You’re the one who encouraged Annie to go on the Pill, to sleep around, all that stuff. If she hadn’t hung out around you and your mother, she never would have carried on the way she did.”

 

“Carried on how?”

 

“She was like you: she’d go after anything in pants. Maybe Stella reacted too hard, but if either of my girls goes on the Pill and I learn about it, I’ll be just as mad as Stella was.”

 

“You’ll kill your kids? It’s an interesting riff on safe sex. You think Stella was right to murder Annie?”

 

Betty reddened. “You’re twisting my words! Of course not. I’m just saying Annie wasn’t the little saint you and your mother thought.”

 

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Father Cardenal looking at us. I was afraid he might interrupt, but the mother of one of the kids he’d been dealing with started shouting at him and he turned back to the other fight.

 

“How did you know Annie was on the Pill? Did she tell you?”

 

“Goddam right she did. Frank and me, we were married, Lucy was two and I was pregnant with Kelly—Frank Junior, he was my third before the two youngest girls. Anyway, Annie came over to watch Lucy for me while I went to the store. You never were pregnant, were you? That’s how you kept your figure, but babies take a toll, so I mentioned my sore back. And little Miss Priss says, ‘You ever hear of birth control?’ showing off her packet. Like this.”

 

Betty picked up a twig and dangled it between her thumb and forefinger. “I wanted to smack her, she was so smug and smirky. ‘Don’t you know it’s a mortal sin to take those pills?’ I said. I tried to grab them from her but she laughed, stuck them in her purse.

 

“‘I’m going to Philadelphia to college,’ she says. ‘No one’s going to tie me down with a baby and a husband. Mortal sins and coal dust, they’re both about as useful as Daddy’s pension.’ Mateo Guzzo’s pension disappeared along with everyone else’s when the steel company went bankrupt,” Betty added.

 

“Did Annie say who she was sleeping with?” I held my breath, hoping Betty would say Joel or Sol Mandel or even Spike Hurlihey.

 

“I asked who the lucky boy was and she got this look on her face, you know, like she’s Cosmo’s sex adviser. ‘No boys for me. They’re too young, they don’t know how to treat women.’ That’s how I knew it was Boom-Boom, because he was the only older man she was close to.”

 

I opened and shut my mouth without speaking. Annie had been close to my dad, and to Sol Mandel, and maybe to the other partner at the law firm, but I didn’t want to add to the muck Betty was carrying in her head.

 

Betty was still ranting. “Of course I told Frank about it and we agreed Stella should know. I mean, Annie wasn’t even going to be eighteen for another month!”

 

The field and stands seemed to shimmer behind me. Frank, coming to me, not telling me about that conversation? What a total fuckup, him, Stella, the whole situation.

 

“You told Stella. Is that why she had her final big blowup with Annie? Is that why Annie had to die?”

 

Betty’s chin jutted out in a major-league scowl. “You can’t say things like that! It’s not my fault if Stella went off the deep end. I thought she had a right to know, a right as a mother. She went through Annie’s dresser. Besides the pills, she found an envelope with two thousand dollars in it!”

 

“I hope neither of you is imagining Boom-Boom paid Annie to sleep with him. He was pushing women away with his hockey stick in hotel lobbies all over North America.”

 

Betty bunched up her lips. “Stella took the money. When Mr. Guzzo’s pension disappeared it was hard for her to keep up the mortgage payments, and for Annie just to sit on that cash! Me and Frank had to live with my folks, trying to save something extra for a house, which you don’t do when you’ve got a baby and another one coming. Annie thought she was so much better than us, going off to some East Coast college. Just like you she was, sleeping with anyone and everyone, flaunting her education.”

 

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