CHAPTER ONE
Meg left the office early that Tuesday. Dr. Burton s last appointment
was at three o clock; while he was giving that examination Mrs.
Wrangell came in for her new glasses. Both patients had left by ten
minutes to four， and he came out to the waiting room looking tired
and preoccupied and said， \"May as well close up shop early.\"
She drove up Pacific Avenue ~o pick up Tammy at the nursery
school. Mrs. Dean s private nursery school wasn t cheap， but it was a
very good one. Clarissa Young pried Tammy away from a big picture
book and said cheerfully， \"Guess we re in for the usual heat wave，
this time in March. Why does anybody live in this climate?\"
Meg said she often wondered. She needed a few things at the
market， and stopped at the Lucky on Glenoaks on the way home.
Tammy used to love riding in the market cart， but now she was four
she was too grown-up for that， and dawdled behind Meg along the
aisles. Milk， cereal， frozen orange juice， a loaf of bread， ground
round. There weren t many people at the market. When Meg pulled
into the apartment driveway it was only a little after five， the sun low
in the west but dusk still an hour away.
She shut the garage door， snapped the padlock， picked up the bag
of groceries; they started around to the front door. On the sidewalk
there Carol Sue Wiley was riding her tricycle. \"Hi， Carol Sue，\" said
Meg. \"How was kindergarten today?\"
Carol Sue scowled a little at her， a freckled sandy-haired little girl，
and said definitely， \"Yeth. All right， I guess.\"
Meg and Tammy walked up to the front door of the apartment.
Tammy said in her funny grown-up way， \"Carol Sue s a funny girl，
isn t she?\"
\"Pretty funny，\" said Meg， smiling. Just lately， for reasons known
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