Page 209 of Inheritance


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“You know what? Tonight I can make that work. Unless.”

She walked to the hall, called out, “Cleo, are you wearing red?”

“No. The black dress with the silver.”

“Oh, that’s a good one. Okay.”

Now Cleo stepped out. “You’re wearing that killer red.”

“This is like the third or fourth time Molly’s laid it out for me.”

“She picked the black for me. So, let’s make her happy.”

Maybe not normal in most parts of the world, Sonya decided, but normal enough for the manor.

For the first time since she’d moved in, she pulled out her curling iron. She was going for it.

It took her a full hour, but when she stood in front of the mirror, she thought: Yes. Worth every minute.

She walked down the hall in heels she hadn’t worn in months, and into Cleo’s room.

Her friend had let her hair go wild, and paired the black dresswith silver heels that picked up the thin, raised glittery stripes in the dress.

Cleo turned, and her lips, painted vivid red, curved.

“We are so hot it burns. Let’s go down.”

“Trey’s dropping Mookie off, then picking us up, then dropping Yoda off, then picking Owen up. It’s a lot.”

“What about Jones?”

“Jones has Wi-Fi in his doghouse.”

“Right. Forgot.”

Yoda announced Trey before he rang the bell.

When they answered, he gave them a very slow, very satisfying blink. “Well, wow. I got nothing but wow.”

“We’ll take it.” Cleo stepped out.

“Really big wow.”

Sonya shut the door behind her.

In the village, Yoda reunited with Mookie, and minutes later, Trey pulled up in front of a Cape Cod near the bay with an enormous garage.

One toot of the horn had Owen walking out.

“Nice house,” Cleo said.

“Needs work, but it’s coming along.”

“A family of four could live in the garage.”

“It’s not a garage. It’s a shop. You look good,” he said. “Both of you. Manny let me know Bree let him know we were coming. He got us a table. Old times’ sake.”

No one brought up ghosts or ringing bells, so the drive to Ogunquit continued the normal tone of the day. Maybe it was just a lull, Sonya thought, but like Cleo with thewow, she’d take it.

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