The cyphers, placed beneath hot pots, were made at Virginia Metalcrafters in Waynesboro. Beautiful cyphers for William and Mary, or Washington’s initials, or Jefferson’s made one realize how aesthetically advanced that superb generation was, far more advanced than current generations.
“Try to make Opening Hunt this Saturday even though it’s usually a big parade.”
“I’ll try. We’ve organized a special parents’ meeting beginning Saturday afternoon. There’s no point in ignoring this. We’ve got to take the bull by the horns. Knute opposed. So did Amy. They think it keeps the problem in front of everyone. Alpha’s for it. The other board members are for it and I hope you are, too.”
“You have to meet the issue head on. What people need more than anything is contact with you, the administration, and faculty. They need to be heard and of course they need reassurance. You’ll be exhausted. Can Carter help, at all?”
“He’s canceled his appointments, even his beloved Sunday golf game. Bless him.”
“Good for you, good for the parents. Carter has that wonderful bedside manner. How are the girls taking it?”
“The assembly helped. The students have all met with their faculty advisers. They can come see me, too.”
“Anyone taken you up on it?”
“Pamela Rene.”
“Of course.” Sister smiled. “She’s an angry child.”
“I suppose if I had a mother who told me how to walk, talk, dress, and that I’d never be the woman she was, it would wear me down, but,” she paused, “her situation isn’t unique. So many children of wealth are psychologically abused. Let me amend that, many children are abused, period. Theodd thing about Americans is that we seem to think that money cures all things. There’s sympathy for the middle-class child, outpouring of concern for the poor one, but for the rich, well, people have little. You know, Sister, I don’t care how much money a person inherits, you can’t buy yourself a loving mother or a loving father.”
“No, you can’t. That’s one reason why I try to include the girls who can ride into hunting. We can’t make up for what is lacking at home, if it is—obviously not all rich kids are ignored or bedeviled—but we can make them feel valued. Many a young person has flirted with trouble, and thanks to hunting, pulled themselves out of it.”
“Horses help. I truly believe horses are healers.” She smiled a true smile. “And the club members are very warm.” Charlotte continued on a sterner note. “It’s horses or drugs. Whenever I hear a parent complain about the cost of buying and keeping horses I say to myself, ‘You’ll pay it in wrecked cars, plunging grades, and drug rehabilitation.’ I’ve seen too much of it.”
“In a way, that brings me to why I came in tonight. After today’s hunt we had to shuttle people back to Mud Fence.”
“I heard. The girls loved it! Another adventure.”
“On the last trip I had Tootie and Valentina in the cab of the truck with me. They told me that Bill Wheatley comes in during custom fittings and he, well, I don’t know how to put this. He’s not grabbing them, but according to the girls, he likes to catch them in states of undress and he is particularly fond of girls with big racks.” Sister leaned toward Charlotte and touched her hand. “I hope I haven’t added to your troubles, and this is hearsay. Given what has happened, anything and everything may be important.”
Charlotte’s face registered the news. “Damn. Damn him if it’s true, the old fool.”
“Both girls said he never touched them and they’ve never heard of him touching anyone else.”
“That’s cold comfort.”
“I know,” Sister sighed. “Charlotte, what was Al’s relationship with Bill?”
Charlotte blinked.“They weren’t close. Al showed off the theater department to alumnae, but who wouldn’t? Our theater department and our riding program are sensational. The theater is easy to show. It’s much more difficult to highlight your English department unless an alumna or a parent will sit through oneof Alpha’s remarkable lectures.”
“She is remarkable.” Sister admired Alpha for her knowledge and for her demeanor. “It’s just the two of us—the walls don’t have ears—what about Amy? Was it over?”
“For him, not for her. When Al married Rachel, Amy broke bad. Soured. She never bounced back. Of course, they kept their affair quiet while it was going on. And I don’t know how you feel about this, but I don’t disapprove of relationships between staff or administration. Neither was married. And as I said, they kept it off campus. I don’t know why it ended, only that she was heartbroken and then angry.”
“Angry enough to kill?”
“No. She might have wished him dead, but no.”
“Dead end?”
“So far.” Charlotte passed a tray of lemon curd tarts. “Doesn’t quite go with shepherd’s pie, but it’s all I could scare up from the dining room.”
“I like lemon curd tarts,” Sister said, picking one off the plate. “Are there other affairs of which you know?”
“No,” Charlotte wavered. “Well, none that I’m certain about.”
“Such as.”
“Knute. I think Knute may be sleeping with Bunny. I asked her. We’re friends. She denied it, but she also knows the consequences. He’s married. Something like that could cause harm to the school if it came out.”
“Speaking of coming out—the girls. I assume some of them are sleeping with one another.”
“They are.”
“In the old days they’d have been expelled.”
“Their faculty advisers talk to them. On the one hand, we don’t berate them, on the other hand, we don’t encourage them. But you know, that’s been going on at same-sex schools since the earth was cooling. I pride myself that we’re honest about it. We offer counseling if they ask for it. It’s an age of experimentation. I think, not that I’d say it publicly, that if they don’t at least get crushes on one another, they aren’t developing. It’s part of growing up.”
“Yes, it is. Do you think that might have something to do with Pamela’s behavior?”
“I’ve thought about it. She doesn’t seem to feel affection for anybody.”
“A bad sign.”
“I know.”
“Is it possible Al Perez could have crossed the line with any student?”
“No,” Charlotte forcibly replied. “No. Why he was killed, I don’t know. I can’t come up with a thing. But he didn’t sleep with students. If he had, he’d have been out of here so fast, no one would have seen his dust.”
“I am sorry to come with troublesome news. You’re going through a terrible time. I wish I could do something for you.”
“Being here helps. Knowing I can tell you anything.”
“Tootie did mention something else of interest. She said Pamela was mad at her because she wouldn’t take part in the protest, but she thought Custis Hall should do more, should look into its history. She’s levelheaded, that Tootie.”
“I love that kid. She’s one of those special ones. Valentina is, too, in a completely different way. One is thoughtful, highly intelligent, and reserved. The other one is charismatic, bright, and high-spirited.”
“They are beguiling, as is Felicity, quiet and steady.”
“So you know, I appointed Tootie and Pamela as well as Valentina to search for a person who can evaluate the artifacts. They also have to find someone who can counsel us on the period in which Custis Hall was built, and lastly, they need to come up with research and writing projects for students.I’ve put them to work and I’m hoping by making them work together some of their hostilities will abate. Each of them is capable, it’s the emotional component, but then it always is, isn’t it, regardless of age?”
“In theory we get better at working with people who go about a task differently than we do.”