Laura Lippman
Every Secret Thing
The end of the matter; all has been heard. Fear God, and keep his commandments; for this is the whole duty of man. For God will bring every deed into judgment, with every secret thing, whether good or evil.
– ECCLESIASTES 12: 13-14
July 17, Seven Years Ago
Prologue
They were barefoot when they were sent home, their dripping feet leaving prints that evaporated almost instantly, as if they had never been there at all. Had it been possible to retrace their literal steps, as so many would try to do in the days that followed, the trail would have led from the wading pool area, where the party tables had been staked out with aqua Mylar balloons, past the snack bar, up the stairs, and to the edge of the parking lot. And each print would have been smaller than the last-losing first the toes, then the narrow connector along the arch, the heels, and finally the baby-fat balls of their feet-until there was nothing left.
At the curb, they sat to put on their shoes-sneakers for Ronnie, brand-new jellies for Alice, who used whatever money came her way to stay current with the fifth-grade fashion trends at St. William of York. Jellies were
The parking lot’s macadam shone black, reminding Alice of a bubbling, boiling sea in a fairy tale, of a landscape that could vaporize upon touch.
“It’s like the desert in Oz,” she said, thinking of the hand-me-down books rescued from her mother’s childhood.
“There’s no desert in Oz,” Ronnie said.
“Yes, there is, later, in the other books, there’s this desert that burns you up-”
“It’s not a book,” Ronnie said. “It’s a movie.
”Alice decided not to contradict her, although Ronnie usually ceded to Alice when it came to matters of books and facts and school. These were the things that Alice thought of as
But Ronnie was in one of her dark moods today, long past the point where anyone could tell her anything.
“I should call your mothers,” Maddy’s mom had fretted, even as she banished them from the party, from the pool. “You shouldn’t cross Edmondson Avenue alone. ”
“I’m
Then, with a defiant look around at the other girls, their faces still stricken and shocked, Ronnie added: “My aunt has Doublestuf Oreos and Rice Krispie treats and all the cable channels, and I can watch anything I want, even if it’s higher than PG- 13. ”