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park in. It’s a fancy car, one I haven’t seen before, and it probably costs more than I make in three years.
    “I don’t know but it’s about to become a hood ornament.”
    “We should stop them,” Josh says as he starts to stand. I’m getting up after him, but then I spot my new neighbor. I immediately grab Josh’s arm and pull him back down to the bench.
    “What are you doing?”
    “My new neighbor—hide me.”
    “What new neighbor? You don’t have any neighbors.”
    “The old Keller place sold.”
    “The Keller place, when?”
    “I don’t know, but I noticed the moving van earlier on my jog. I planned on stopping by later in the week to say hello, but she was on my front step when I got home.”
    “She moves fast. So you didn’t like her?”
    “In the ten minutes of our conversation she asked me what I did, if I was dating, and would I take her around town. Abrasive and pushy puts it mildly.”
    Josh turns to look at the woman in question. “I won’t like her either, then.”
    “No, you won’t.”
    “She sure does dress nicely, though.”
    He isn’t wrong. She’s wearing Seven jeans and an Armani tweed jacket in Harrington, land of the swordfish.
    “Why, Josh? Why would someone who dresses like that move here?”
    “Good question. Looks like the car is hers.”
    Elise runs in her Manolos to get to her car before Hattie starts her parallel parking attempt.
    “Shouldn’t we help?” Josh asked.
    “We’re likely to only make it worse. If we startle Hattie, who knows what she’ll do.”
    Josh turns fully around so he can glare at me. “You’re hoping that Hattie hits your neighbor’s car.”
    “No, Josh, that’s an awful thing to say, but I do wish I’d thought to bring popcorn, because this is turning out to be one hell of a show.”
    Elise is now yelling at Hattie, Hilde is yelling at Elise, and all of that commotion is dangerous with Hattie’s foot so close to the accelerator. On a good day Hattie gets the two confused, but with someone yelling at her, it’s going to make her panic and then anything goes. I can hear the Jaws music playing in my head, Hattie’s car being the shark.
    “Oh no,” Josh whispers as Hattie does hit the accelerator too hard and the car lurches backward. The movement startles her and she moves the wheel any which way. She comes inches from slamming into the car behind her before her car comes to a jerky stop.
    “Let’s go help.” We’re about to move from our spot when Jake appears.
    As Jake handles the situation, my neighbor glares at him and even appears to glare into the car at Hattie and Hilde before she climbs into her own car and peels away.
    “For a woman looking for a man, she didn’t pay very much notice to our most eligible bachelor,” I comment mostly to myself.
    “Maybe he isn’t her type.”
    I start down the street with Josh but I don’t agree with his comment. For someone who specifically asked about eligible young men, her behavior wasn’t just rude, it was odd.

CHAPTER SIX
    Standing behind the bar at Tucker’s, I study the few new faces that are becoming regulars. There are three women: two brunettes and a blonde. They stand out because their faces are so made up it has to take them at least an hour to apply their makeup. And the blonde’s hair is beautifully highlighted. She definitely didn’t get her color treatment here. So why all the glam to sit in a fisherman’s watering hole? My curiosity, which is much like a cat’s, finally gets the better of me and I saunter over to their table.
    “Can I get you another round?”
    “Yes, please,” the blonde, maybe in her late thirties, replies as she stops her conversation to look at me.
    I feel compelled to say something, since she’s continuing to stare at me rather intently. “Are you enjoying your stay in Harrington?”
    No answer except for a nonverbal one that passes between the ladies in reaction to my question.
    “Actually, are you familiar with David Cambre?”