"Alice Hoffman - Turtle Moon" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hoffman Alice)

Now, as Randy walked closer, Bethany thought about Rachel being taken
from her for no good reason, and the knife felt more and more
comfortable. Randy had that serious, sweetly concerned look on his
face, the one that made women go limp with desire. He had thought
briefly of being an actor-he'd been the lead in all his high school
plays-and although his father had finally convinced him to go into the
family business, Bethany could see he would have made a good actor. He
could make you believe that you needed him, that he cared.

"The decision is up to the court," he told Bethany that night.

"There's no point in us fighting."

He had almost reached the door by then.

Bethany jabbed the knife in the air and he stepped back. For a moment
she could see she had truly frightened him.

"You can have anything you want," she told him. She'd grown up in Ohio
and her voice had a sweet, flat timbre, although tonight it was little
more than a whisper. "You just can't have Rachel."

"You want to tell that to my parents?" he said.

There was a dinner party going on next door at the Kleinmans', and they
could hear laughter through the open windows. They used to go to those
parties together. Bethany would bring her ribbon cake, and Randy a
blue glass pitcher of margaritas, and when they came home they'd take a
shower together and get into bed.

"If you try to take her, I'll kill you," Bethany said in her quiet
voice.

"Can I quote you?" Randy said. "In court?"

Bethany lowered the knife to her side. She was a beautiful girl who
had never finished college or balanced a checkbook and who needed to
take antidepressants in spite of the fact that she'd married the boy
everyone had been in love with.

"We should stop fighting," Randy said.

"You're right," Bethany agreed.

"We're not going to kill each other, we're just going to make each
other miserable, and that's just the way it's going to be," Randy
said.

That was when Bethany knew she wasn't going to win her case. She left
two days later, and during the bus trip through the Carolinas she