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she continues. “It’s so good to see both of you again.” She smiles at Cassie then points to a booth and tells us, “Have a seat, girls. Sandra will be by to take your orders in a sec.”
Cass and I slide into our booth and I watch Mags as she interacts with the other customers. I’m thankful that she didn’t say anything about my leaving town five years ago, but that’s just her way. I’m sure she hears tons of gossip but I don’t think I’ve ever actually heard her passing any of it along. She’s just nice like that.
Sandra, our waitress, comes to the table, sets down a coffee carafe and while we pour our coffees, takes our orders then hurries off.
“I think I know who threw the brick,” I inform Cass when Sandra leaves.
“Who?” She gives me a raised eyebrow waiting for me to proceed.
“Peyton.”
Her eyes get big and she lets out a sarcastic, “Noooo.”
I roll my eyes. “You already figured. But who else hates me enough around here to do that, well, other than your family.”
“They don’t hate you, Mill. They understand what you did. But her, yeah, I can see her hating you.” She chuckles.
I look at her mischievously. “I have a plan.”
“Knew you would,” she says with a huge grin as she does little baby claps with her hands. “It’ll be just like the good old days!” I grin back at her knowing we did plenty of sneaking around when we were in school getting into all kinds of trouble.
But that’s what I love about Cass. She doesn’t even know what I’m going to do, yet she’s in. For all she knows, I could be preparing to blow Peyton’s house sky high, but if I know Cass as well as I think I do, I’m willing to bet she’d be begging me to let her detonate shit. Such a great best friend.
“I need to know where she lives and what you know about her habits or patterns. Her M.O. as they say,” I state, looking around to make sure no one’s listening in. Man, I’ve got this down. I so should’ve been a private investigator.
“She lives in a little house over on Arnold Boulevard that her daddy bought for her.” She makes a face. “She’s at Jen’s pretty much every night hanging all over Kade, or if he’s not there, any guy who’s willing to pay for her drinks. I know she’ll be there tonight because Kade’s band is playing. We’re doing this tonight, right? Tell me we are!”
“Wait. She’s there every night? What about her kids?” I ask with a frown. And she hangs all over Kade? Ew. And his band’s playing tonight? Well, think I’ll have to make a little detour from my plans of espionage and go to Jen’s for a bit to watch his sexy ass sing and play guitar. Even though I’m still upset at him about the house, he’s an amazing singer and guitarist and, hey, a little eye candy never hurt anyone, right?
“Oh, please. She doesn’t have time for her kids. She’s too busy trying to find their next daddy. Far as I know, they spend every night at her parents’ while she goes catting around.”
“Really… wow.”
“Yeah, Lacey has Sadie in her second grade class. Says that every time she has her students write something about home, Sadie either writes about her dad or one of her grandparents, never anything about Peyton,” Cass informs me then shakes her head sadly. “Good thing is Lacey says Sadie seems to be well-adjusted and is a happy little girl.”
“Well, that’s good. Sad, but good.” I look around again, making sure we’re not being eavesdropped on before moving forward with our plans. “Okay, tonight at midnight we’re going to her house. Wait. Don’t you have school tomorrow?”
“Fall break.” She grins.
“Yay!” I squeal quietly. “Okay, we’ll break into her house. The note was torn at the top, so we have to look for a pad of paper with the top half still on it.”
“Then what?”
“Um. I don’t know. If we find it, I’ll call Dwight and have him check her house? I mean, what I’d really like to do is wait for
Cass and I slide into our booth and I watch Mags as she interacts with the other customers. I’m thankful that she didn’t say anything about my leaving town five years ago, but that’s just her way. I’m sure she hears tons of gossip but I don’t think I’ve ever actually heard her passing any of it along. She’s just nice like that.
Sandra, our waitress, comes to the table, sets down a coffee carafe and while we pour our coffees, takes our orders then hurries off.
“I think I know who threw the brick,” I inform Cass when Sandra leaves.
“Who?” She gives me a raised eyebrow waiting for me to proceed.
“Peyton.”
Her eyes get big and she lets out a sarcastic, “Noooo.”
I roll my eyes. “You already figured. But who else hates me enough around here to do that, well, other than your family.”
“They don’t hate you, Mill. They understand what you did. But her, yeah, I can see her hating you.” She chuckles.
I look at her mischievously. “I have a plan.”
“Knew you would,” she says with a huge grin as she does little baby claps with her hands. “It’ll be just like the good old days!” I grin back at her knowing we did plenty of sneaking around when we were in school getting into all kinds of trouble.
But that’s what I love about Cass. She doesn’t even know what I’m going to do, yet she’s in. For all she knows, I could be preparing to blow Peyton’s house sky high, but if I know Cass as well as I think I do, I’m willing to bet she’d be begging me to let her detonate shit. Such a great best friend.
“I need to know where she lives and what you know about her habits or patterns. Her M.O. as they say,” I state, looking around to make sure no one’s listening in. Man, I’ve got this down. I so should’ve been a private investigator.
“She lives in a little house over on Arnold Boulevard that her daddy bought for her.” She makes a face. “She’s at Jen’s pretty much every night hanging all over Kade, or if he’s not there, any guy who’s willing to pay for her drinks. I know she’ll be there tonight because Kade’s band is playing. We’re doing this tonight, right? Tell me we are!”
“Wait. She’s there every night? What about her kids?” I ask with a frown. And she hangs all over Kade? Ew. And his band’s playing tonight? Well, think I’ll have to make a little detour from my plans of espionage and go to Jen’s for a bit to watch his sexy ass sing and play guitar. Even though I’m still upset at him about the house, he’s an amazing singer and guitarist and, hey, a little eye candy never hurt anyone, right?
“Oh, please. She doesn’t have time for her kids. She’s too busy trying to find their next daddy. Far as I know, they spend every night at her parents’ while she goes catting around.”
“Really… wow.”
“Yeah, Lacey has Sadie in her second grade class. Says that every time she has her students write something about home, Sadie either writes about her dad or one of her grandparents, never anything about Peyton,” Cass informs me then shakes her head sadly. “Good thing is Lacey says Sadie seems to be well-adjusted and is a happy little girl.”
“Well, that’s good. Sad, but good.” I look around again, making sure we’re not being eavesdropped on before moving forward with our plans. “Okay, tonight at midnight we’re going to her house. Wait. Don’t you have school tomorrow?”
“Fall break.” She grins.
“Yay!” I squeal quietly. “Okay, we’ll break into her house. The note was torn at the top, so we have to look for a pad of paper with the top half still on it.”
“Then what?”
“Um. I don’t know. If we find it, I’ll call Dwight and have him check her house? I mean, what I’d really like to do is wait for
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