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Aunt Tillie’s eyes blazed. “No, you didn’t.”
“But we did.”
Aunt Tillie stomped her foot. “You’re making that up to mess with me. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing.” She flounced back in the direction of the swinging door, then swung back around. “I’m not falling for this. You can’t mess with me.”
“Nobody is messing with you,” Mom argued. “We’re worried.”
“Well, worry about this.” Aunt Tillie’s lips spread into a sneer. “You’re all on my list, and you’re going to regret messing with me.”
“Nobody is messing with you,” Mom insisted again. “We simply want to take you for a quick visit to the doctor. I’ll call and make an appointment for tomorrow.”
“For yourself, because I’m not going.”
“You need to go.”
“I’m not going and you’re all going to pay for pretending this should be a thing.” Aunt Tillie’s eyes were wild. “I wasn’t exaggerating. You’re all on my list.” She stormed through the swinging door.
“Well, that went well,” Mom said after a few seconds.
“I told you it wasn’t a good idea,” Twila said. “Nobody listens to me.”
Mom jabbed a finger at her sister. “Now you’re on my list.”
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THIRTEEN
“What was that?” Landon demanded once Aunt Tillie was gone.
“I just suggested, maybe, that it was a good idea to have her checked out,” I replied, lowering myself into one of the chairs and dropping my head into my hands. “I didn’t think it would go that way.”
“How did you think it would go?” Chief Terry asked.
“I didn’t think Twila would say the word penile a million times.”
“I said it once,” Twila countered.
“You said it way more than once,” Mom fired back. “I’m telling you that she’s fine. There’s no reason to get worked up about things. She’s just … being Aunt Tillie.”
It was obvious she didn’t believe that.
“Mom.” I didn’t say anything else.
“Why do we think she’s senile?” Landon asked.
Twila opened her mouth, but Mom silenced her with a glare.
“If you say penile again, I’ll have you locked away,” Mom hissed.
“I wasn’t.” Twila looked to me for backup. “Tell her.”
“I don’t even know why you said it the first time,” I replied. “As for why I’m worried about Aunt Tillie, she’s acting loopier than normal. She swears she wasn’t at Clove’s place last night and yet she very obviously was.”
“Could Clove have gotten her mixed up with someone else?” Landon asked.
“She knows what Aunt Tillie looks like.”
“It was dark.”
