things together. Once she was ready to leave she noticed that Carolyn was still staring at her. Vicky felt uncomfortable as she walked out of the diner. As she was walking to her car, Aunt Ida's motorcycle roared up beside her. Vicky paused and smiled with admiration as her aunt easily hopped off the motorcycle and pulled off her helmet.
“ Vicky, how is everything going at the inn?” she asked quickly.
“ I don't know. I'm about to go find out,” Vicky explained. “Did Rex find you?” Vicky asked and wiggled her eyebrows.
“ Oh,” Ida blushed and Vicky tried not to grin. “Yes, I'm meeting him for dinner,” she admitted.
“ Good for you,” Vicky gave her a gentle hug. “Just be careful, okay?” she met her aunt's eyes.
“ Vicky,” Aunt Ida planted her hands on her hips and stared directly into her niece's eyes. “I have been taking care of myself for longer than you have been alive. I will be just fine.”
“ I know, I know,” Vicky sighed and shook her head as she swept her gaze over the motorcycle Aunt Ida was standing next to. “But I don't want to see you get hurt.”
“ The only way I'm going to get hurt is if I don't get something to eat, and fast,” Aunt Ida laughed. “I've been running around so much today I forgot to have much of anything to eat.”
“ Well, you're in the right place then,” Vicky assured her, winked, and then climbed into her car. As she drove back towards the inn she couldn't help but think of the romantic dinner her aunt was about to share with Rex and it made her even more irritated at Sheriff McDonald.
Chapter Six
Aunt Ida ordered her favorite chocolate malt and sat back in her favorite booth. She spent a lot of time at the diner as she loved to people watch. But today she was looking forward to her first date with Rex, a biker she had met on the road. He was a bit younger than her, with a full beard and wild brown eyes. She had never dated a biker before, and was looking forward to sharing a nice meal with him. As she waited, the two waitresses behind the counter seemed to be having a bit of an argument.
“ All I'm saying is I wouldn't want to have my bridal shower at a place where someone just died,” the dark haired waitress was saying. She had an attitude to the way she stood, the way she talked, even the way she tilted her head to the side.
“ It's certainly nothing to be worried about,” the other waitress, who Ida recognized as Melissa replied. “It was an allergic reaction, an accident after all.”
“ A pretty serious one!” the first waitress stated. “I mean, how good can the place really be if the chef fed a guest something that killed her?”
“ Cut it out, Carolyn,” Melissa warned with annoyance growing in her voice. “Sarah and Vicky have been nothing but nice to me. You're just jealous because you're never going to get to have a bridal shower!”
Carolyn 's eyes narrowed and she gripped a fork that was on the counter as if she might use it as a weapon.
“ We'll just see about that,” Carolyn growled. “It won't be long before you're eating your words, Melissa, while you have your little rinky dink wedding, I'll be marrying in Paris with royalty in attendance. Just wait.”
“ You really are crazy, aren't you?” Melissa spat back with obvious frustration.
“ She's not crazy,” a voice said sharply from the entrance of the diner. Ida ducked down when she noticed that it was the new sous chef from the inn. He walked up to Carolyn and paused beside her. “Don't talk to my sister like that,” he warned Melissa with roughness in his voice. Ida braced herself, prepared to intervene if she needed to.
“ You need to wise up, Peter,” Melissa warned him and shook her head. “The only reason she even still has a job here is because the owner is friends with you. You know that,” she added with a growl.
“ Keep your nose out of things that don't have anything to do with you, Melissa,” Peter snapped back and Ida
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