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Mrs. Williams asked.
    “ Nothing makes any sense
right now.” Lo shook her head.
    “ I’ll tell you what we do,”
Mrs. Williams said. “We call the police and tell them that someone
stole your car. We let them sort it out.”
    “ That’s a good idea,” Lisa
said.
    “ Let’s get you up,” Mrs.
Williams said.
    Mrs. Williams and Lisa dragged Lo to her
feet. A leering man jogged by them before turning into Fairmount
Park. Mrs. Williams took Lo by the elbow and passed her to
Lisa.
    “ You take her inside,” Mrs.
Williams said. “I’ll call the police.”
    Leaning on her cane, the elderly woman began
a slow journey to her home next door. Lisa navigated Lo back into
the kitchen and sat her down on a cracked-vinyl padded chair at the
Formica table. Lisa returned to cooking. Lo picked at the chair’s
stuffing through the cracks in the vinyl. Neither sister said
anything until Lisa set a cup of coffee with half-and-half in front
of her sister.
    “ What do you think is going
on?” Lisa asked.
    “ I have no idea,” Lo said.
“Really. None. Don and I went over our finances every single
Sunday. We’d sit down with a bottle of wine and go through them.
The house was paid off. My car… his car… he had money from his
father. Money for the girls… Oh God! I bet they froze Mandy’s
school funds.”
    Lo dropped her head to the table. She rolled
her forehead on the cool Formica surface.
    “ What am I going to do?” Lo
asked.
    “ Better yet,” Lisa
grimaced. “What are you wearing?”
    “ Oh,” Lo looked down at the
shirt. “I found this in my old room last night.”
    “ Dolly the
Sheep?”
    “ I was pretty fascinated
with cloning,” Lo picked up a piece of bacon and took a bite.
“Still am. Do you think I could clone Don?”
    Lisa shook her head. Turning her back to her
sister, Lisa finished making breakfast and set two plates on the
table. She poured Lo more coffee and sat down across from her.
    “ I’ll tell you what,” Lisa
said.
    Lo looked up over her coffee cup at her
sister.
    “ Someone gave
this a lot of thought, a lot of energy, and a lot of
time.” Lisa emphasized her points with stabs of her fork. “This is
no random screw up, Lo. Someone planned to screw you.
They methodically planned it and waited for their chance. The
question is, who? Anyone really hate you?”
    “ The hex-wife Sue Ellen’s
got to be at the front of the line,” Lo said.
    “ She’s more likely to sic
her little yappy dogs…”
    “ Miss Princess Barbie and
Mr. Ken?” Lo asked.
    “ They’d bite your ankles
for sure,” Lisa said.
    “ She’s not very bright,” Lo
said. “What about Ruth Ann?”
    Lisa laughed at the mention of Larry’s
wife.
    “ But that’s right,” Lisa
said. “I can’t think of anyone either. Who hates Lo? Who hated Don?
No one.”
    Lisa shrugged.
    “ Maybe there’s something
else going on,” Lo said.
    “ Oh God, Lo,” Lisa said.
“What if Don was murdered?”
    Lo gawked at her sister. Lisa nodded so hard
her blonde braids jumped from her chest. Shaking her head, Lo went
back to staring at her coffee.
    “ No really,” Lisa said.
“Think of it. If someone killed Don, they are now killing you. Or
who they think you are.”
    “ Who do they think I
am?”
    “ Gold digger,” Lisa said.
“That’s always what the press said about you. You and Don never
talked about… you know… everything that happened in our family. No
one knew I lived with y’all either. And before you
start…”
    Lo looked up at her sister.
    “ I lived with
y’all from the time I was fourteen until you and Don sent me to
college. I’d never have even tried riding bulls or broncs if Don
hadn’t encouraged me. Seriously, I’d be some boring barrel racer,”
Lisa said. “Your house and Don… Well, you and Don and the girls
were my family and that was my house. Don
even walked me down the aisle. So, I know how things were between
you and Don.”
    “ And?”
    “ You were everything to
Don. He worshiped