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Lisa sighed. “You’re right. Never mind my personal aversion to that place. How costly will these repairs be?”
“I’ve received estimates that were over budget. Burnet hasn’t submitted his yet.”
“What was your budget?”
“That’s my business.”
“Are you dipping into your trust fund from Wallace? Or is your married boyfriend helping you financially?”
Arden saw red. “I’m hanging up now, Lisa, before we say things we’ll regret.”
“Hold on. I’m sorry. That was totally uncalled for.” She paused and took a breath. “I promise not to be so testy, if you’ll not be so hasty.”
“As I said, nothing’s been decided yet. I told Mr. Burnet that I would sleep on it and let him know tomorrow.”
“Do you really think he’s reputable?”
“He hasn’t given me a reason to think otherwise.”
“I’ve given you several.”
“You would judge him today based on what he did as a teenager? You, we, of all people should know how it feels to be looked upon with prejudgment and suspicion.”
“True, but I would feel better if I knew about his present standing in the community. Is he a stable and upstanding member of the community? Is he a member of the Chamber of Commerce? Is he married? Does he have a family?”
Arden didn’t have the answers to those questions.
Lisa was ahead of her. “I’ll see what I can find out about his current status.”
“I wish you wouldn’t.”
“I’ll be discreet. In the meantime, please promise me that you won’t sign a contract with him, or make a down payment, or do anything that will commit you. Not until we’ve had another chance to discuss it. I don’t want you to make another mistake.”
“If you’re referring to my baby, Lisa, she wasn’t a mistake.”
“I didn’t mean—”
But Arden hung up, too angry to listen to any more.
It was a lively place. Happy hour was in full swing. Brooks & Dunn were pumping through the speakers. There was noisy activity at all the billiards tables. Several men were clustered in front of a large-screen TV, watching a baseball game. At a table running along the far wall, a group of senior ladies, wearing feather boas and gaudy tiaras, were having a giggly, grand time.
Arden had to wait for several minutes before a barstool became free. She quickly claimed it. The bartender acknowledged her with a jerk of his chin as he filled two mugs with tapped beer. He swapped a few words with the couple he served, then made his way down the bar to her.
“Hi, there.” With a magician’s smooth skill, he removed the last patron’s glass and swiped the bar clean with a white towel. “First time in?”
“How did you know?”
“Because I’ve never seen you before, and I would remember. Welcome. My name’s Don.”
“A pleasure.” She didn’t give him her name, but she shook the hand he extended.
He slid a cardboard coaster in front of her. “What can I get you?”
She looked over at the table of ladies, who were laughing so hard, several were dabbing tears from their eyes. “Birthday party?” she asked.
He grinned. “Bachelorette party. The one with the spangles on her blouse is the bride. She’s getting married on Saturday.”
Arden laughed. “First marriage?”
