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The Purrfect Murder

The Purrfect Murder

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Autoren: Rita Mae Brown
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gin in her iced tea. Sounds awful, but tasted divine to Aunt Tally. On Sundays she allowed herself some extra liquid cheer.
    “I’m glad you came. Mother’s being a beast, as only she can be, but this time it’s the worst. The worst!” Little Mim launched right in.
    “She does have a habit of living all our lives for us. Must get exhausting.” Harry lifted her iced tea in tribute. “In her defense, she’s often right. Look how she bore down on me for years to remarry Fair.”
    “She was right about that,” Little Mim ruefully conceded. “But not about this.”
    “Are you worried that it will look as though you’re breaking from the party?”
    “Yes and no. We all know that right now the party looks like the Party of Hatefulness and Repression.” She flopped back in the chair, but didn’t spill a drop of her drink. “Going to take us a long, long time to overcome the legacy of Karl Rove and Company.”
    “The problem was, he was effective in getting people elected. The radical Christian right is about five million people out of almost three hundred million, but they are organized and well funded. Rove gave them a political focus. The ends justify the means.”
    “Do you believe that?” Little Mim raised her eyebrow, looking very much like her good-looking, perfectly coiffed mother.
    “No, but millions of Republicans do. They aren’t right wing, but they’d rather have a Republican in office no matter what they have to do to get him or her there.”
    “It’s going to cost us power, for a long time. Two election terms, at least. I need to walk a fine line. I didn’t come in on right-wing coattails, but I soft-pedaled. Well, you know that. You remonstrated with me.”
    “We did have a good fight about that, didn’t we?”
    “Ned Tucker’s always good for a fuss, too, but since he’s a Democrat that’s to be expected. He’s doing a good job down there in Richmond, and Aunt Tally counsels me not to buck him and not to run against him, so we have to divide up who will run for what and when. I fully intend to become the first woman governor of this state.”
    “You will.” Harry relaxed a little.
    “Give me your pitch, Harry.” Little Mim smiled slightly.
    “Oh, you know.” Harry shrugged. “This terrible shooting of Will Wylde is a Pandora’s box. It’s let out fear, recrimination, wild rumor. We need to pray retribution doesn’t follow, especially since there’s no perp in sight.”
    “That scares me. Although, you know, Harvey Tillach was there around the time of the shooting.”
    “Well, Sheriff Shaw hasn’t arrested him. We have to assume the killer is loose.”
    “Or killers. This could be the work of a group,” Little Mim said.
    “Because there’s so much rumor and fear, you should speak to the press. You don’t have to come out in favor of abortion. You only need to decry violence.”
    “Any statement I make, I’m going to be grilled. I’ll be forced into a discussion about abortion.” Little Mim reached for a thin lemon wedge to drop in her tea glass, which she refilled. “More?”
    “No, I’m fine.” Harry felt a heavy kitty run right across her foot.
    Pewter had found a little ball that emitted a glow when rolled. Mrs. Murphy ran alongside her, but Pewter, good at kitty soccer, maintained possession with fancy dribbling.
    “Harry, you understand.”
    “I do. I do, but it seems to me you’ll be grilled anyway, sooner or later. It’s one of those hot-button issues used to divert us from the real issues, the ones no one has the guts to solve.”
    Little Mim smiled appreciatively. “I’m not afraid of them. But I’d like to sidestep or downplay all the fluff stuff.”
    “Yep.” Harry leaned back and stretched out her feet. “If people want to get farted up about abortion, homosexual marriage, whatever, let them settle it in church. Doesn’t belong in politics.” She crossed her feet at the ankles just as Pewter, reversing field, leapt over them, as did Mrs. Murphy. “Do you really want to go to war with your mother?”
    “Oh,” Little Mim waved her hand dismissively, “it’s always something with Mother.”
    Finally, Harry fired her arrow. “Are you sure your reluctance isn’t because of your history?”
    Flushing suddenly, Little Mim almost barked, “Don’t tell me the personal is political. I hear that from Herself all the time. And she knows nothing.”
    “All I know is this is a deeply personal issue and many women have to face it.

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