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Georgina: Mother thinks I’m ill. She wants you to come examine me.
Satan’s spawn #3: Why would she think you’re ill?
Georgina: I groaned.
Satan’s spawn #3: You have got to tell her to butt out of your life.
Georgina: Yeah? How’s that going for you? You’re a cardio-thoracic surgeon who is about to be ordered by your mommy to do a doctor’s call on your sister.
Satan’s spawn #3: It’s going fine since I’m going to lie and tell her that you’re fine. You just have period cramps.
Period cramps! That asshole! Then she’d likely have to sit through a lecture about what was appropriate to speak to your doctor about, even if that doctor was your brother, and then be sent to the gynecologist.
Georgina: You wouldn’t!
No answer. There was a reason why she’d nicknamed her brothers Satan’s spawn, one, two, three, four, five, and six. Yep, she had six older brothers. And they were all awful. August was the best of the lot. The others would have jumped at any hint that she might need them, then charge into her life in an attempt to fix her.
Because apparently, she needed fixing.
You do. You’re completely broken. It’s just not something that any of them can fix.
She really wished they’d get their own lives. But none of them was married. Georgina groaned and leaned her forehead against the steering wheel. Why was her life such a mess?
A knock at the window had her jumping. She barely held back a screech of fright. She turned her head and stared up into the smiling, beautiful face of Ed’s assistant.
Shit. Had she found out about their kiss? Oh God, what was she going to do?
“Hey there, FBI lady! Are you okay?”
Georgina quickly opened the door. “Yes, I’m fine. Um, hello, Kiesha.”
She didn’t seem like she was mad at her. Maybe Ed hadn’t told her about the kiss.
That was a relief. Still, it was hard to believe that this woman would be so friendly if she knew that Georgina had kissed Ed.
“I thought I was going to have to track you down. How great is it that you’re just sitting out here in your car, right? It’s like fate.”
Why? Because Kiesha wanted to slap her for kissing her man? Whatever she did to her, Georgina would take it. All of this was her fault. She owed this woman.
“So, are you staying in Wishingbone tonight?” Kiesha moved back and forth. Georgina glanced down to see that she was still wearing the roller skates. Was that safe without safety gear?
She’s a grown woman. Not your concern.
“Umm what?” she asked, realizing she’d missed something.
“You okay FBI
lady? Did Ed do something to upset you? He can be a real stick-in-the-mud sometimes. Kiesha, no roller-skating at work. Kiesha, no cartwheels while working. Kiesha, take your sucker out before answering the phones. Such a bore.”
“Yes, he sounds like it,” she said carefully. Even though she kind of agreed with Ed about all of those things. Then again, Ed was a stinking cheater so she shouldn’t agree with him about anything. “What a . . . a party pooper.”
She cringed. Really? A party pooper? Was she five?
“Exactly!” Kiesha pointed at her. “You and I, we’re destined to be best friends.”
“Uhh, I’m not so sure . . . “ Shit. She’d expected the other woman to want to murder her and she wanted to be best friends? Ed definitely hadn’t come clean. That stick-in-the-mud, party pooper!
Really, Georgina?
