“I like that shirt,” he told Piper, who looked at the floor, apparently uneasy with all the attention focused on her.
Piper had on her usual black pants and thick-soled black boots, but tonight she wore a v-neck t-shirt in pastel pink. Her dark hair had a little more of its softer, natural wave instead of the stick-straight look she usually achieved with the ceramic iron.
Drew departed for the guest room, laden down with jackets and purses, and the women moved into the kitchen.
Cassie grasped Sunny’s hand and mouthed, “She’s wearing color !”
Maggie didn’t have Edna’s flare for baking, but she did have a knack for picking bakeries. A Boston Crème Pie and a Triple Chocolate Torte sat ready on the table along with plates and cups she had set out earlier in the evening. She knew the girls loved their sweets, and the chocolate frosting of the pie glistened in the kitchen light. She moved to the sink and started the coffee brewing as everyone took seats at the table. Excitement filled the room, and she knew they were all anxious to hear how Sunny’s latest date, the previous Saturday had gone.
“Well,” Cassie said. “What did you think of him?”
“Who ? Hank the Tank?” Sunny asked.
“Uh. Oh. You better start from the beginning,” Cassie said.
“The beginning where he let himself into my house without knocking or the beginning when he brought his son on our first date or the beginning when he patted my rear end and let me know he likes women with big cabooses?” Sunny answered.
“Oh, he didn’t.” Maggie passed plates around, then sliced into the torte. “Who wants which kind of cake, and who wants a little slice of both?”
“Both,” they all replied at once, then broke into laughter.
Sunny relived the date for her friends and laughed at herself when she told the part about spilling the nachos on the two guys in front of her. Cassie felt for the poor guys, but all Maggie saw was a lawsuit pending.
Unfortunately for Piper, she had just taken a drink of milk when Sunny said, “…and the nacho cheese dip flew up and landed all over these guy’s –” Piper’s unexpected laughter caused the milk to come flying out her nose. The table of women went silent in shock, then they all burst out, screaming with laughter. Cassie passed Piper some napkins and put her arm around her shoulder .
“It’s okay, honey,” Cassie said, with compassion. “That’s happened to all of us.”
“Yeah, but some of us have other liquids come out other places when we laugh suddenly,” Edna said, which drew another round of giggles from the women seated around the table.
“Geez, what’s so funny?” Drew asked, as he came into the kitchen. “I can hear you guys laughing all the way up in my room.”
“Sunny was telling us about her last date, and Edna said something funny,” Maggie said, as Piper reddened with embarrassment. She could see her son’s focus shift from his mother’s silly friends to the desserts sitting on the counter .
“I just came down for some cake.” Drew reached for the cake server and cut himself a thick wedge.
“Help yourself,” Maggie said. “Pull up a chair.”
By the time Sunny had scooted her chair over to make room for Drew, he had already finished the slice of cake, not bothering with a plate.
“I was gonna see if you could spare Piper for awhile, and we could go for a walk?” he asked. He looked at Piper. “If you want to, I mean.”
“Sure. I’d like that.” Piper got up from the table and followed Drew to the front door.
“We’ll be back in an hour or so,” Drew called and pulled the door shut behind them.
Maggie blinked, looking around the table at the other women who wore amused expressions.
“When did this start?” Sunny asked.
“Within the last couple weeks, I guess. He brought her to Dylan’s soccer game the other day, and they have been hanging out ever since,” Maggie explained.
“Well, I love it,” Cassie said. “She’s
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