Letters from Josie

Chapter 14

Payton and I headed back inside. I was still thinking about who could've killed Marilyn. In fact I never stopped. I wonder who would go after a poor woman like this. Andrew said she didn't really know anyone around.
"Well, I say we try to talk to some people in the town." Payton suggested. "I mean, I know you've said she was more of a quiet person, but I'm sure she was more social when she was younger."
"Yeah." Andrew replied. "Yeah, okay, let's do that. Come on everyone, in the truck." Everyone went out. Only Andrew and I were left inside. I went up to him.
"You're sure we'll find anything?" I said.
"No." He said back. "But it's worth a shot." We all finally got in the car and drove into town.
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When we finally got into town, we split into teams. Miles and Payton went to interrogate Marilyn's old friend, Cheryl, while Andrew and I went to go talk to Marilyn's frenemy, Louise. We pulled up to this quaint little house in the middle of a cul de sac.  Andrew knocked on the door. "Hi, may we speak with Louise McCarthan?" Andrew asked the woman in the doorway. She didn't respond. Instead, she just ushered us in. The woman led us to what appeared to be her living room and sat both Andrew and I on the yellow flower-printed sofa. The lady seemed very homely, about 80 years of age. When told about Marilyn's passing and asked if she knew anything, she just shook her head. "Look, Marilyn and I weren't exactly BFFs back in the day, but that doesn't mean I would ever harm her," she said.
"Yeah, and how are we supposed to believe you?" Andrew asked. I could tell there was a lot of tension within him. I tried to loosen him up by grabbing his hand. He took my hand, but it didn't seem to help.
"Louise. We really need to try to figure these things out. She passed away this morning, we don't want to waste time trying to figure out what happened to her. Would you have any ideas on who could do this?"
"Sorry, I wouldn't. Look, I have things to get done, so if we could just wrap this up, that'd be great." I quickly stopped Andrew from rising out of his seat.
"Please, we need to know. ANY information will help us."
"Look. I already said I don't know anything! Now go!" Louise screamed.
"But-"
"I SAID GO!"
"I don't appreciate you yelling at her!" Andrew intervened.
"I could care less, get out of my house!" She was practically shoving us out. Once we were outside, she slammed the door in our face. A tear rolled down my cheek. I didn't know what to do anymore.
"Hey, hey, hey. She's just rude. Don't let her get to you." Andrew said as he wiped a tear off my cheek.
"I don't know what to do anymore, Andrew. It seems like nothing's gonna work! I don't know, maybe we should just give up because this is never gonna wo-"
Just then, I was interrupted by the soft touch of Andrew's lips.