But Glenna wasn’t listening to him. Instead, she was staring at another crypt. She moved closer. “Come here, Rick, and take a look at this,” she said.
Rick walked to her side and looked at the marble slab covering the crypt next to Vance’s. The legend read:
“And this one,” Glenna said, pointing to the next one down.
“My word,” Rick said. “Do you suppose this is a coincidence?”
Glenna shook her head slowly. “I don’t think so,” she said.
“I remember that Susie’s mother had said that funeral arrangements were being made for her in L.A. by a friend. I suppose that friend must have been Hank Harmon, who then joined her.”
“Are you ready to go to Malibu?” They had moved into the beach house full time after the girls were grown.
“Yes,” he said. “Let’s go home.”
They stood for a moment in silence, then the two old people turned and walked slowly toward their waiting car.