whole Cassidy snafu. Did you know Cassidy and Tara were friends, by the way?”
Maude knit her eyebrows together. “Now that you mention it, I guess I did. You know how outsiders congregate together. Why? What happened?”
“It wasn’t anything bad,” Maddie said. “She just wanted me to know that she’s going to take Cassidy’s side when Nick breaks up with her.”
“Did Cassidy tell her Nick was going to break up with her?”
Maddie shrugged. “Tara said Cassidy called her in tears last night. It didn’t sound like Nick found her so he could break up with her, more that Cassidy suspected he was going to break up with her.”
“I can’t believe Nick hasn’t dumped her yet,” Maude grumbled. “It would be just like him to drag this out forever because he doesn’t want to be the bad guy.”
Maddie’s heart jolted. “Are you saying you think Nick isn’t going to break up with her?”
“No,” Maude said. “I’m saying I think Nick is the bravest emotional coward I’ve ever met. He’s going to break up with her. Of course, she’s going to keep hiding. It could take weeks at this rate.”
Maddie frowned. “You’re a ray of sunshine, Granny.”
“I’m sorry,” Maude said.
“It’s fine.” The bell over the front door of the store jangled, and Maddie moved from the kitchen to the front of the house. She was surprised to find Catherine Brooks, one of Maude’s cohorts, waiting for them. “Ms. Brooks.”
Maude pushed past Maddie and stormed into the store. “Did you hear?”
“I heard,” Catherine said.
“What are we going to do about it?”
“We’re going to figure it out.” Maddie had always liked Catherine. The woman was as calm as Maude was feisty. At least there was one member of Maude’s little group of boozehounds with a clear head on her shoulders to make sure no one did anything illegal.
“Do you two mind making your plans in the kitchen?” Maddie asked. “You’re going to scare off my customers.”
Maude stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry in Maddie’s direction. “Come on, Catherine.”
“Actually, I’m here to talk to Maddie,” Catherine said.
“You are?” Maddie was surprised.
“I am,” Catherine said. “In addition to being president of the Pink Lady Society, I am also the head of the Solstice Celebration Carnival Committee.”
Maddie wasn’t sure what to say. “Congratulations?” Blackstone Bay was a town of festivals. They had at least seven every summer, and another two in the fall. Oh, and there was the Winter Wonderland Festival around Christmas, too. When she was younger, Maddie had enjoyed each and every one. She’d actually forgotten the Solstice Celebration was almost upon them.
“I was hoping you would set up a booth at the fair this weekend,” Catherine said.
“What kind of booth?”
“A psychic booth.”
Maddie balked. “What? No. That’s a horrible idea.”
“Why?” Catherine asked, nonplussed. “Your mother used to do it.”
“She did?”
“She did.”
Maddie looked to Maude for confirmation. “Really?”
Maude nodded.
“But … a psychic booth? What would that entail?”
Catherine chuckled. “Nothing sinister. You just do tarot card readings for people. It’s all fun and games. Olivia used to turn a nice profit.”
“I don’t know,” Maddie said, stalling.
“Oh, come on, Maddie,” Maude prodded. “It will do you some good. You can’t hide in this house forever. Live a little.”
“That’s easy for you to say,” Maddie shot back. “Everyone won’t be looking at you.”
“They won’t be looking at you for anything but a good time,” Catherine said, patting Maddie’s shoulder. “You’ll be fine. You’re always such a worrywart. You should set up your booth tomorrow and have it ready by seven.”
“But … .”
Catherine started moving toward the door. “Oh, and Olivia used to dress up.”
“What?” Maddie was panicked.
“Don’t worry,” Maude said. “I’ve got a
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