Michael waited behind the wheel of the car. Arnie and Dennis had been
perhaps seven then.
Momism supreme. I wonder if she'll make the poor slob
wait in the car when Arnie gets married. Or maybe she can-
Dennis's mother had frowned at her husband and shushed him by cutting her
eyes at Dennis in a little-pitchers-have-big-ears gesture. He never forgot the
gesture or what his father had said—at seven he hadn't understood all of it,
but even at seven he knew perfectly well what a "poor slob" was. And even
at seven he vaguely understood why his father might think Michael
Cunningham. was one. He had felt sad for, Michael Cunningham… and that
feeling had held, off and on, right up to the present.
"He came in around the time she was finishing
her
story, Leigh went on.
"They asked me to stay for supper—Arnie has been eating down at Darnell's
—but I told them I really had to get back. So Mr Cunningham offered me a
ride, and I got his side on the way home."
"Are they on different sides?"
"Not exactly, but… Mr Cunningham was the one who went to see the police,
for instance. Arnie didn't want to, and Mrs Cunningham—Regina—couldn't
bring herself to do it."
Dennis asked cautiously, "He's really trying to put Humpty back together
again, huh?"
"Yes," she whispered, and then burst out shrilly: "But that's not all! He's in
deep with that guy Darnell, I know he is! Yesterday in period three study hall
he told me he was going to drop a new front end into her—into his car—this
afternoon and this evening, and I said won't that be awfully expensive Arnie,
and he said not to worry about it because his credit was good—"
"Slow down."
She was crying again. "His credit was good because he and someone named
Jimmy Sykes were going to do some errands for Will Friday and Saturday.
That's what he said. And… I don't think the errands he does for that
sonofabitch are legal!"
"What did he tell the police when they came to ask about Christine?"
"He told them about finding it… that way. They asked him if he had any ideas
who might have done it, and Arnie said no. They asked him if it wasn't true
that he had gotten into a fight with Buddy Repperton, that Repperton had
pulled a knife and had been expelled for it. Arnie said that Repperton had
knocked his bag lunch out of his hand and stepped on it, then Mr Casey came
over from the shop and broke it up. They asked him if Repperton hadn't said
he would get him for it, and Arnie said he might have said something like
that, but talk was cheap."
Dennis was silent, looking out his window at a dull November sky,
considering this. He found it ominous. If Leigh had the interview with the
police right, then Arnie hadn't told a single lie… but he had edited things to
make what had happened in the smoking area sound like your ordinary pushy-
pushy.
Dennis found that extremely ominous.
"Do you know what Arnie might be doing for that man Darnell?" Leigh
asked.
"No," Dennis answered, but he had some ideas. A little internal tape
recorder started up, and he heard his father saying,
I've heard a few things…
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