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'We talked to Noelle,' Boney said. 'Says your wife was extremely troubled by the marriage, was upset about the money stuff, that she worried you'd married her for her money. She says your wife worried about your temper.'
'I don't know why Noelle would say that; I don't think she and Amy ever exchanged more than five words.'
'That's funny, because the Hawthornes' living room is covered by photos of Noelle and your wife.' Boney frowned. I frowned too: actual real pictures of her and Amy?
Boney continued: 'At the St. Louis zoo last October, on a picnic with the triplets, on a weekend float trip this past June. As in last month.'
'Amy has never uttered the name Noelle in the entire time we've lived here. I'm serious.' I scanned my brain over this past June and came upon a weekend I went away with Andie, told Amy I was doing a boys' trip to St. Louis. I'd returned home to find her pink-cheeked and angry, claiming a weekend of bad cable and bored reading on the deck.
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