"I want a dog," she said.
"I know, honey, but you know Mommy"s allergic."
"You always say that."
"Well," Elayna smiled lovingly, "it"s always true. Come over here and sit by me and maybe Susan can find us some cookies."
Erika flounced back over to the couch and sat beside her mother and stared at Pearl.
"What kind of cookies?" she said.
"Actually," Susan said, "you know the kind of homemaker I am. There aren"t any cookies."
"Oh, that"s fine," Elayna said. "Erika doesn"t really need one."
"I want a cookie," Erika said. "You said I could have one."
"Well, I guess I was wrong, Erika."
"You said."
"I have some V8 juice," Susan said with a smile that would have beguiled Jesse Helms.
"I hate V8 juice," Erika said.
"Some mango yogurt?" Susan said.
"I want some cookies. My mother said I could have some cookies."
Beside me Pearl was still sitting upright. The hair was still up on her back. She growled very low, almost to herself. I draped my left arm over her shoulders and patted her.
"You got that right," I said to Pearl.
Susan flashed a glance at me almost too quick to be registered. I smiled at her.
"Would you like to watch TV in Susan"s bedroom?" Elayna said.
"How come I can"t watch out here?"
"Well, this is where the grown-ups will be, sweetheart, and we want to talk without TV."
"He"s watching TV," Erika said.
I picked up the clicker and turned off the set.
Elayna said, "Come on into Susan"s bedroom, Erika, and watch TV I"ll bet we can find a real good movie for you."
"Can that dog come in and watch with me?"
"No," I said.
Again Susan gave me the glance.
"Come on, Erika," Susan said. "We"ll go in and find you a movie."
"Why can"t that dog come?" Erika said.
"She"s not really used to children," Susan said.
"Does he bite?" Erika said.
"No, no. She"s just not used to children," Susan said.
"Mom, is he going to bite me?"
"No, of course not, she"s a very nice dog. Come on, we"ll go into Susan"s bedroom and turn on the TV."
Susan and Elayna and Erika all headed for the bedroom.
"He looks like he wants to bite me," Erika said.
"She," I said.
"Bad dog," Erika said and stomped into Susan"s bedroom.
They spent awhile finding a dandy TV program for Erika to watch. My guess was that their efforts would not be worth the result. When they were gone, Pearl settled back down into her sprawl, but she kept an eye on the bedroom. Finally they came out and half closed the bedroom door.
"Don"t close the door," Erika said from the bedroom.
"No, Erika. We won"t," her mother said. "We"ll leave it just like this."
"You know I don"t like the door closed."
"I know, Erika."
"Can I get you some wine or something?" Susan said.
"A little white wine would be nice," Elayna said.
Susan went to get it.
"How"s the game?" Elayna said to me.
"Patriots are getting hosed," I said.
"Oh."
"Poor Erika, she loves animals. She wants a dog so bad and I can"t have one in the house."
"You"re allergic?" I said.
"Can"t be in the same room with one. My eyes water and itch. I begin to sneeze. My throat closes up. It"s hideous."
I glanced at Pearl. Susan came back in with a bottle of white, and a bottle of red, three gla.s.ses, and a corkscrew. She set it all down on the table in front of me.
"Man"s work," she said.
I opened the wine. Susan had red. Elayna had white. I declined.
"Well, isn"t she a princess," Susan said.
"Erika?" Elayna said. "I suppose every parent thinks her kid is special, but she really is a darling."
"Where she get all that blond hair?" Susan said. "Her father?"
"I guess so," Elayna said. "I didn"t really know him, it was all arranged by the clinic."
"Of course," Susan said. "It must be hard raising a child alone."
"Yes. It"s exhausting and demanding, but very rewarding. I"m very pleased that I chose to have her."
Elayna was tall and graceful and her hair was too long for her age. There was a dramatic streak of white in the front, and hints of gray showing here and there as the sunlight through the back window caught it. She was much too advanced to color her hair.
"Do you have help?" Susan said.
"Yes, my mother and my sister live around here. So I almost always have a baby-sitter. Today it happened they were both out and I had to bring her. I hope you don"t mind."
"Oh, no," Susan said. "I love seeing her."
"The first year or so she pretty well killed my s.e.x life, she was so demanding and I was so tired, I didn"t have the energy, you know?"
"I can imagine," Susan said.
"But once she got off the breast, then I could leave her with my mom or my sister... and I was back in circulation."
She looked at me.
"You got any single straight friends?"
I shook my head. That description fit Hawk, but he and Elayna didn"t seem a match. The thought of him with Erika, however, made me smile.
"See, there, you"re smiling," Elayna said, "you"ve just thought of someone."
"No," I said. "It"s just inner peace showing through."
Erika came out of the bedroom, shuffling in a pair of Susan"s high-heeled shoes, and wearing Susan"s black silk robe. The girth wasn"t bad because Erika was a chunky girl and Susan was a slim woman, so they measured pretty much the same around. But since Erika was about three feet tall, and Susan was five foot seven, the length was an issue. She kept stepping on the train and from the sound it made, she kept tearing it. She had also found Susan"s makeup and applied it to herself lavishly, if somewhat artlessly.
"Erika," her mother said. Her voice hovered on the periphery of a shriek.
Erika kept coming, trying to flounce, stumbling on the high heels, continuing to step on the trailing fabric of Susan"s black silk robe, which continued to rip. I had given her that dressing gown last Christmas and it had cost me far more than I generally earned. I looked at Susan. She looked as if she had just swallowed an armadillo.
I said, "Oh boy oh boy," very softly to Pearl, who was sitting straight up again, and flexed for attack.
Elayna jumped up and grabbed Erika and swept her into the air.
"Erika, my G.o.d, Erika," she kept saying as she scooted her back into the bedroom. In a moment we could hear Erika howling.
Between howls she kept saying, "I want to wear it, I want to wear it."
I smiled pleasantly at Susan. "Well, isn"t she a princess," I said.
"Shut up."
I turned to Pearl and put my mouth close to her ear and did a stage whisper.
"Maybe we could get one just like her if we adopt wisely."
Pearl paid me no heed. Her every desire was focused on dashing into the bedroom and biting Erika. I kept a hand on her collar, to forestall that, though I was embarra.s.singly eager for it to happen. Susan looked at me very hard.
"I heard that," she said. "And even if I didn"t, I know what you"re thinking. I knew it from the moment they walked in."
"I"m in the evidence business," I said. "When I see some, I register it."
"You can"t generalize from one instance," Susan said.
"No, of course not. But you can register the instance."
I felt Pearl start to tremble slightly. Elayna walked back into the room bringing Erika with her with a firm clamp on her wrist. Erika tugged intensely to get her wrist free. But Elayna was too strong for her. The kid was wearing her own clothes again, and the makeup had been scrubbed off. She was crying determinedly.
"Tell Susan you"re sorry, Erika." Erika kept crying. And tugging. "Erika, apologize."
Erika cried. And tugged.
"No need," Susan said. "Really. I"ve had that gown forever. It was just something to wear around the house."
She was careful not to look at me while she said it. I was quiet, holding Pearl"s collar. I did not comment that the robe was pure silk and was meant to be worn in front of a fire while sipping champagne.
"I insist on buying you a new one."
"Oh, h.e.l.l, Elayna, there"s no need for it. It doesn"t matter, really. I have plenty of robes."
She had one other one that I knew of, a yellow thing with cats and dogs printed all over it in various colors. I had seen it in her closet, but she only wore it when I wasn"t around, along with the flannel pajama bottoms and the oversized tee-shirt.
"No, I absolutely insist," Elayna said. "What size?"
"No," Susan said. "Elayna, really. It"s nothing. Don"t be silly."
"Size six," I said. "If it"s well made. If you buy her a cheap one, where they chintzed on the material, it might have to be an eight."