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“He took his bag with him,” I whispered.
She got close. “This is the thing, Raye. It started hot and heavy and you guys spent a ton of time together. But you haven’t known him very long. This is your first fight. It’s gonna take time for you two to feel each other out and get the lay of the land. He likes you a whole lot, honey. He might call you, but even if he doesn’t, you need to give it a little time and call him. Talk, listen, keep your cool, have a mind to the kind of man he is, while standing your ground about the kind of woman you are, and work this out. I believe in you guys. This is just a blip. Okay?”
I wanted to believe that, so I said, “Okay.”
“Right, you good?” she asked.
I nodded.
Or at least I was good for now.
She changed the subject.
“So, the other thing I had to tell you was that Clarice, or someone, emailed back. I have an address for Betsy. I say we go tonight, sometime after five, so she’ll be home from work.”
I needed something else to think about, so I nodded.
“You done with your most recent drama?” Byron asked from across the bar.
Luna whirled. “Dirty chai, coming right up!”
I looked to Tito’s table.
He wasn’t there.
But the succulent I brought him yesterday was pride of place, smack in the middle of the table.
I saw movement out the window and turned my attention there.
I located Tito outside, spraying Lucia’s herb garden from a hose. It was a Hawaiian shirt and board shorts day, but he’d mixed up the crazy with a flak cap and some puka shells at his neck. I couldn’t see what was on his feet. But he’d made an attempt to it tone down by donning a pair of tortoiseshell wayfarers.
This attempt failed, of course, but points for trying.
I snuck back to my locker and grabbed the book Tito put on top.
Rock Chick Renegade.
I turned it to the back and read the blurb.
It was Vance and Jules’s story.
Cap’s story.
Right.
I planned my day.
Work first. Visit with Betsy next. Go home and start the book after that. And as soon as I knew he’d be home, maybe around nine, I’d call Cap, and we’d figure it out, that would be last.
Or, at least I hoped we’d figure it out.
But for my mental health and the well-being of my heart I was gonna go with that.
For now.
FOURTEEN
LET’S ROLL
