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gleam in her eye. “Go for it.”
    He didn’t trust that gleam. Memories of days when she’d been up to something surfaced instantly. He remembered some of the ideas she’d had when they’d been kids. TP-ing the mayor’s big elm tree before the elections one year, or their Senior Sneak day, and the hijinks they’d devised. “What does that mean?” he asked warily.
    â€œNothing. I’m sure he’d appreciate the offer.” She turned and headed to another table recently vacated. Glancing over her shoulder she shook her head. Not!
    Zack took another bite of his sandwich wondering if offering to help her father would gain him any brownie points with the woman. But he didn’t trust that gleam.
    â€œWhat was that about?” Sean asked.
    â€œHer father’s car died on him in Portland. It was repaired but I thought I’d check it out.”
    Sean looked at Marcie. “Do you think she’d hire me to clear tables?”
    â€œI have no idea. Do you have any experience?”
    â€œMy mom makes me clear my place every night.”
    Zack hid a smile and nodded. “Go for it.”
    The kid took a huge bite of his burger, then a deep breath as he approached Marcie. Zack watched as the two of them talked for a while.
    Sean almost floated back to the table. “She said she’d give me a try,” he said, taking his seat again. “Man, that would be so cool if I could make some money this summer. It’s tight at my house, you know?”
    â€œI know how that can go,” Zack said, remembering how his father made him earn any money needed to work on the cars. It didn’t hurt kids to learn the value of a dollar early.
    â€œAs soon as I finish lunch, I can start work. I need to call my mom. She’ll worry if I’m not home when she gets home, but Marcie said the job goes till nine.”
    â€œYou can hang out around the garage some, too, if you’d like,” Zack said.
    â€œYou mean it? I could? That’s awesome. The job here is from noon to nine, with an hour for a dinner break. I could come mornings. Man, that’s so awesome.”
    When they finished eating, Sean went to the back tobegin the new job. On impulse Zack headed for the insurance agency that Marcie’s dad owned. It was on a cross street, not too far from the town square. The good thing about Rocky Point was nothing was very far from the town square.
    He entered the one-story brick building and noticed the coolness after the afternoon sun. The lobby was empty except for a receptionist at the desk.
    â€œMay I help you?” A woman looked up from typing at the reception desk.
    â€œBill Winter available?”
    â€œZack Kincaid? Well, I never thought I’d see you back in Rocky Point. I’m Betty Thompson. It’s been a while since anyone’s seen you.”
    â€œIt has. Nice to see you again.”
    She looked at him a moment, then reached for the phone.
    â€œSomeone here to see you,” she said. She listened and then replaced the receiver. “Go on in.”
    Zack thought he heard her say and good luck under her breath, but he wasn’t sure.
    Opening the door, he was startled when he saw Marcie’s father. The once-robust man looked decades older. His hair had receded and gone completely white. He was thinner than Zack remembered and had a sallow complexion.
    Bill stood offering his hand, then let it drop when he realized it was Zack. “Get out of here. You have your nerve, coming back. Didn’t you wreak enough havoc before? Stay away from my daughter!”
    Conscious of Betty in the reception area, Zack closed the door behind him.
    â€œI’ve apologized to Marcie and I apologize to you. What I did was wrong.” He wasn’t going into details with Bill. If Marcie forgave him, it would be enough.
    The man sat in his chair, picked up a paper and pretended to read it. “Shut the door on your way