Wordle #1124 – QUITE
“She threatened to kill Roy?” Kaitlyn looks interested for maybe the first time since the show went live, but only moderately.
“Well, Roy wouldn’t tell me exactly what Cecilia said. He was always looking out for her, even after everything…” Bree’s eyes go flinty. She must be channeling some other disagreement she had with Roy, since the alleged phone calls never happened. “But yes, that’s the impression I got.”
“And then what happened, after Cecilia made these threatening phone calls?”
“On October twentieth, Roy…” Bree chokes up a little. She looks like she might be about to cry again, but the tears never quite reach her eyes. “Roy went missing. I didn’t see him before I left for work that morning—he was out jogging, I think—and when I texted him about dinner plans, he said he wasn’t coming home that night. That was the last thing I heard from him, and I… I never saw him again.”
This time, Virginia does give Bree a hug, taking off her headphones so she can move from the couch to Bree’s chair. The chat spirals into a disarray of platitudes and heart symbols, like a Hallmark store after a tornado.
“What do you think happened that day?” Kaitlyn asks once everyone has collected themselves.
“I think that Cecilia cornered Roy at our home, after I’d already gone to work, and then somehow convinced him to leave with her. He was such a good man, and she was so desperate—maybe she said she’d hurt herself if he didn’t go with her, or maybe he just felt sorry for her.”
My eyes roll so far back in my skull, I can see my brain.
“So, Roy told you he wasn’t coming home, because he was trying to talk down Cecilia. And then—”
“And then she murdered him!” Bree exclaims with the dramatic panache of a soap actress. I can practically hear the gasps from the audience. “Cecilia lured Roy into Golden Gate Park, hit him over the head, and left him there to rot! The police didn’t find his body until two days later.”
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