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but she couldn’t. She pulled the list out of her binder and put it on her clipboard.
    Sam scanned the list Charity held up. “D is Dr. Parker. He’s got…” She clicked her mouse to a sidebar and flipped through a bunch of pages Charity couldn’t follow. “He’s got three bidders going pretty hard and some lower bidders that died off after a couple hundred dollars.”
    “Can you tell who the bidders are?” The bids were anonymous but it didn’t hurt to ask.
    “I only have IP addresses. I can tell you they are all local.” Sam clicked on the other flashing letter and went through the same process. “The other money maker is…” She grinned and shot Charity a sly look. “You.”
    “What? Bull crap.” She figured a couple of bids would come her way, but not a lot of people knew her here.
    “Seriously.” Sam went through some more sidebar screens. “You have two main bidders. One set their bid early and the other is bidding now, trying to trump the pre-bid. Oh!” Sam tapped the screen. “You just hit three thousand dollars!”
    “You’re joking!” She didn’t believe it. Who could it be? “Do you have the IP address?”
    “Give me a sec.” Sam’s glasses slid down her nose and she tilted her head back to see the screen instead of pushing her glasses back up. “The pre-bidder’s from New York.”
    Elijah? Julie? Hopefully not her Dad. It couldn’t be Dr. Parker because he would be dining with someone else at a table close by.
    “The other address is from Texas. You know anyone in Dallas?”
    Charity felt her eyes squint as she tried to think if she knew anyone down there. “I don’t think so. Why would someone bid from out of state?”
    “Someone’s desperate to have dinner with you.” Sam laughed. “They just jumped from three to five thousand!”
    Charity’s mouth dropped. Huh? She didn’t want to have dinner with some crazy guy that was willing to pay that much and planned to fly in for the event. It was dinner – nothing more. No after anything. Unless it was Elijah, then she’d gladly take care of dessert. “Is the New York bidder still the high bidder?”
    “Looks like it. There’s five minutes left before the auction closes. Do you want tallies of everything or just want to watch your table now?”
    She wanted to watch her table but knew that wasn’t the point of this fundraiser. She waved her hand. “Flip back to the main screen and let’s see how everyone is panning out.”
    Sam tore a sticky note into a smaller piece and covered Charity’s table. “We’ll check it last.” They watched the other auctions as they ended. Dr. Parker’s table ended with a winning bid of seven thousand.
    “That’s awesome,” Charity said as she tallied up the totals of the forty tables. She had rented a hall and hired a catering service and DJ for the entertainment. No one was supposed to know who their high bidder was. They would just be given a number. The bidders would know, not the people auctioned off. She had no right to ask who the winners were, even if it was her own.
    “Are you ready?” Sam lifted the sticky note a smidgen. “Do you think you topped Dr. Parker?”
    She shook her head.
    Sam ripped the note off quickly.
    Both girls stared at the screen, their mouths open. Eleven thousand dollars.
    Charity blinked, believing she was reading the number wrong. Sam whistled, proving Charity’s wishful thinking was useless.
    “That’s huge!” Sam clapped her hands. “Well done!”
    “Is it the New York IP address?” Charity whispered with a heavy feeling in her gut. She didn’t want anyone spending that kind of money on her, even for the benefit of the hospital.
    Sam clicked a few links and shook her head. “You’ve got some other secret admirer.”
    “My luck, it’s some serial killer.” Her sarcasm wasn’t hard to miss.
    “You’re funny. This was your idea and you’re the one who doesn’t want to do the dinner?” Sam chuckled.
    “I don’t mind doing the