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“Aww.” I nodded my head.
This whole situation is mind-blowing!
“Well, we can hang together if I do this arrangement and if I don’t then we’re kicking it.” I spotted some dead animals hanging from a wire where a guy was throwing things onto a grill. “So is there any other stuff I should know?”
“We have monthly get-togethers, just us girls, where we eat, discuss any problems with Chase, and complain about things that didn’t work last month.”
“Is attendance required?” I sucked my teeth.
“Absolutely.”
I won’t be doing that either. I don’t want to join the Chase Hump Club. I only want to get to know him.
“Do we have to take notes and hug each other?” I joked. “And at the end of the meeting is there a club song and a statue of Chase where we get on our knees and kiss its toes?”
“Whoa.” She doubled over and laughed. “You and Dawn are really going to go at it. I’m pretty excited for you to meet.”
“Clearly, Chase didn’t consider our personalities when he decided to go after me.”
“Nope. Oh yeah. We also have to go to an assigned therapist weekly and Dawn’s gynecologist monthly for checkups.”
“Not happening. I have my own therapist and gynecologist, thank you very much. Is it not enough that we’ll all be living together? If I do plan to live in Willow Park.”
Lucy shook her head.
“Hey, there’s some green stew thing over there. Let’s check that out.” I pointed that way.
“Okay,” Lucy said, but the expression on her face seemed concerned, as if we were heading toward poisonous slush. “Jasmine, the therapist and gynecologist are important. I don’t think you should fight that.”
“Well, I get the gynecologist, but why a therapist?”
Lucy remained silent and began to bite her thumbnail.
“What?” I nudged her with my hip.
“The therapist appointments started once Vickie committed suicide.”
I stopped walking. “Who’s Vickie?”
“She’s the first woman to hold your position.”
My position? They’re insane.
People marched by us.
Someone chattered.
Others carried kids or bags.
“Why did she kill herself?” I asked.
“I don’t want to talk about any of the three.”
“The three?” I quirked my eyebrows.
“That’s what we say instead of saying their names.” She headed off.
I hurried to get back to her side. “I would think knowing about them is significant to me being with you all. I mean, why did they–”
