Freaks
“said Maura. “That’s my diagnosis.”Of course Maura would come up with a diagnosis, thought Jane. From the instant Maura meets someone, she’s diagnosing him, like a scientist mentally dissecting a lab rat. As Jane tossed aside her torn blouse and buttoned on a new one, she saw Maura eyeing the ruined garment, no doubt analyzing the tensile strength of the threads and the force needed to initiate a rip.“A pity,” said Maura. “That looks like dupioni silk.”“I got it on sale, too.”“Even sadder.” Maura turned toward Jane’s kitchen. “I brought us take-out Chinese. Shall I put it on the plates?”“What’s wrong with eating out of the cartons?”“Jane. Really.” Maura opened up cupboards and pulled out dishware.“So tell me about this folie à deux thing.”“It’s a delusion shared by two people,” said Maura. “In this case, their delusion was that they’re vampires. And it sounds like they carried it to extremes. Avoiding daylight. Sleeping in a coffin.”“Which is where he’ll probably slink back to, since w...e didn’t have enough evidence to hold him.”MoreLess
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