A Murder Retold
By Stephanie Kane
April 15, 2020We all have stories that make us write. When we’re kids, something grabs us and won’t let go. For crime writers, maybe it’s an unsolved murder that made the moms in our neighborhood lock the doors. Or something quieter, more personal, that makes us question who we are and what we know. My story became my first mystery, Quiet Time.
The real facts were simple: A housewife—Betty Frye—was beaten to death in her garage in June 1973. I was engaged to her son. That day his dad paid us an unexpected visit with a bruise on his forehead and dressed in clothes too dark and heavy for the weather; looking for a restaurant for our wedding dinner was his alibi. He was arrested and his kids rallied around him. After the charges were dropped and he remarried a close family friend, a cone of silence descended. Nine years after Betty was killed, my own marriage ended.
When Bantam published Quiet Time in 2001, I was frank about its origins. Bantam’s legal team scoured the manuscript for identifying details. They made me fictionalize place names and move the plot up ten years. I published it under my second husband’s last name. It came out a week after 9/11 and quickly died. I was done with Quiet Time, but it wasn’t done with me.
In November 2005, a cold case detective e-mailed me. A crazy, one-shot-in-a-million thing: The killer’s 80-year-old sister had seen me talk about the book on a late-night rerun of a defunct public TV show. She read it and came forward with a confession he’d made. Was I willing to talk? A little voice said, at last.
The cold case brought its brand of justice and a measure of truth: knowing what happened in that garage and why. But it changed me as a writer.
In 1973 I’d been invisible. Now I was a witness. And Quiet Time was in the defense’s crosshairs. Claiming my novel was fact and not fiction, they subpoenaed it, my notes, and its more than twenty drafts. For the next eight years, in addition to testifying about that day in June, I defended my book. I also paid the price its catharsis had wrought. During those years, I didn’t write.
Betty’s murder thrust me into adulthood without making me an adult. So, too, did Quiet Time plunge me into being a writer without understanding the effect my words could have. I don’t regret writing it; when I got that e-mail in 2005, I felt a thrill of pride. The cold case brought its brand of justice and a measure of truth: knowing what happened in that garage and why. But it changed me as a writer.
When your notes are under threat of subpoena, you stop writing stuff down. If writing is how you think, your internal world shuts down. When that e-mail came across my screen, I’d been working on a legal thriller, the fourth in a series after the stand-alone Quiet Time. I put it aside and never went back. By the time I returned to writing, the cold case had hardened me. To the elderly aunt and Betty’s sisters, I was a hero. To the killer’s family—my former in-laws—I was a liar and a traitor. My voice is different now. Tidy endings are no longer mine, nor the luxury of allowing a story to take its time to unfold. Words count in a way they didn’t before.
As for Quiet Time? I’m setting it free by reissuing it. It did its job in the real world, a job neither of us intended. Now it belongs to the realm of fiction. A tender story of innocence lost in search of justice. A sweet ending, the kind I don’t write anymore. I haven’t changed a word.
About Quiet Time by Stephanie Kane:
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