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She snorted. “No, why do you think itwould be guy trouble? Imean, I’ve done nothing.”
“Sweetheart, you’re twenty-five years old,and I know there is going to come a time whenyou’ll have a boyfriend,and you’re going to want your own life. Trust me, I’m not waitingfor that to happen or anything. I know it’s coming. You look a lotlike your sister did when she discovered her first boyfriend wascheating on her.”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Is there anyone you like?” Wendy asked.
“No, there is no one in No Wolves Road.”
This time, her mother did laugh. “Oh, honey,you’re so wrong about that.”
“Yeah, right. Trust me, I’m not. Eitherthey’re a wolf—which meansthey don’t stay long-term, so you’re looking at a brief, a very,very, very brief relationship—or,they’re like the guys who’re not even interested in you when thefemale wolves come around. There is no one.”
“So, what are you saying to me, that you’reconsidering leaving No Wolves Road?”
It wasn’t where she was going with herthoughts, but it didn’t sound like a bad idea. “I don’t know whatI’m saying.”
“You didn’t go out last night, did you?”Wendy asked.
“No, I didn’t. I stayed home and listened tothe sounds of the howling, like the good little girl I am.”
“Morning rebels,” Dorothy said, coming intothe kitchen via the back door. She looked like she had just rolledout of bed.
“Morning, honey.”
Eloise watched as her sister walked up totheir mom and kissed her on the cheek.
“Did everything go okay lastnight? Nothing for us toworry about or gossip over?” Dorothy asked.
“Everything was fine.” Eloise took a largegulp of her coffee just as her sister walked in front of her.“What?”
“I don’t know, I can’t quite put my fingeron it, but you look different.” Dorothy pursed her lips. “Have youdone something different with your hair?”
“No.”
“Maybe it’s your bad attitude.”
“I don’t have a bad attitude.”
Dorothy laughed. “Yeah, you do.” Hersister sighed. “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Are you heading to the grocery storetoday?” Wendy asked.
“Why?” Eloise asked.
Both her mother and sister looked towardher.
Clearly, the way she’d asked had beendifferent than usual.“Ugh, sorry, I just had a rough night last night. Why do you wantto know?”
“Well, it’s Friday and you lovegoing grocery shopping, and youalways ask for the kitchen on the weekends.”
“Right, right,” Eloise said, and forced asmile to her lips. “Maybe the whole full moon thing is not justaffecting the wolves. I better get going.”
“You’re not going to eat breakfast?”Wendy asked.
“No, I’m not very hungry.”
She poured her coffee into a travel mug. Smiled at her mother andsister, aware they were staring at her with concern.
