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“Did you get a letter today?” she ask as she marches toward us with her gossip gal entourage – Feather, Petal, Cayenne, and Clove – trailing her.
“Did you get a letter today?” Sage repeats her question once she reaches us.
“Good afternoon, Sage. It’s lovely to see you, too. I’m well. Thanks for asking.”
Petal giggles. “I love a sassy heroine.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m not a heroine in one of your sexy romance books.”
“How would you know?” Feather asks. “You never come to sexy book club.”
Clove purses her lips at me. “And you promised you would.”
I wag a finger at her. “I never promised. If I had promised, I would have been there.”
Good thing I didn’t promise because I always keep my promises. But I haven’t had time to attend book club. I’ve been working on building my business, Wheely Great. There have been loan agreements to review, purchase agreements to read, and years of administration Basil ignored to try and organize.
Plus, the actual business of restoring classic cars. I was worried about finding customers but it turns out Basil had a long waiting list. I don’t have to bother with customer recruitment for years.
Cayenne studies me. “I think she’s going to forgive him.”
I sigh. Of course, the gossip gals surrounded me because they want to butt into my life.
Feather smiles. “Of course, she’s forgiving him. He’s been sending her love letters every day for a month. Any woman would forgive him.”
“The question I want to know the answer to is,” Sage leans in close. “Will she give him a second chance and when?”
I hold up my hands. “Why is everyone all up in my business today?”
Cayenne snorts. “This is our first chance to bother you. You usually have your head stuck under the hood of a car.”
I frown. “I thought you gossip gals were all for equality between men and women. There’s nothing wrong with having my head stuck in an engine.”
“There is when you’re using work as an excuse to avoid us,” Sage says.
“I wish I could use work as an excuse to avoid them,” Virginia mumbles next to me. “But the library is a public place.”
Cash, Dylan, Fender, and Jett stroll over to us. My stomach falls and sadness fills me. It’s always difficult seeing the band without Gibson with them.
I hope he comes home soon. He hasn’t mentioned when he’ll be released, so I’m assuming it’ll be another few weeks. I miss him but I want him to have the best chance of staying sober, which means being away from me. Too bad visits aren’t allowed.
“Jett!” Isla shouts and runs to him. He picks her up and whirls her around.
“How are you doing, squirt?”
Fender glares at him. “She’s my daughter.”
Jett rolls his eyes. “Don’t be a daughter hog.” He sets Isla on the ground. “Bake Me Happy has chocolate chip cookies on sale. You want one?”
“You can’t bribe my daughter with cookies,” Fender grumbles.
“Can I go, Dad? Can I?” Isla bats her eyelashes at him.
“One cookie and you’ll come back here,” Leia says.
Isla and Jett skip off. I frown after them. Jett’s been avoiding me since Gibson went into rehab. He’s never warmed to me but he’s Gibson’s best friend. I don’t want Gibson to have to choose between us.
Cash crosses his arms over his chest and glares at the gossip gals. I step back. I don’t want to be involved in this confrontation.
