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Elizabeth could barely speak for a second, but managed to squeak out a “No.” Deirdre, Tara, and Nadia agreed.
“Sometimes it feels good to just blast someone, you know?” Tara said.
The men were in a group a few feet away, all wrapped up in some story. Dave glanced over his shoulder at Tara, but whether he heard her or not Elizabeth couldn’t say.
“So many idiots on the road.” It was Nadia, this time.
Elizabeth was nodding. “I had an incident like that today, too,” Elizabeth admitted, lowering her voice so the men couldn’t hear.
“You?” Nadia sounded disbelieving.
“Yeah, me. It’s kind of embarrassing.” She went on to tell them about her run-in. “I was so mad that I actually chased him for a while. Easy to follow. His license plate said GoodGuy. Like, what did I think I was doing? I’m a single mother now, and I’m not a moron, at least most of the time. It was . . . kind of unreal.” She let out a long breath. “No, very unreal. I can’t believe I did that.”
“GoodGuy.” Nadia shook her head. “My Kurt really is a good guy, but he’d never have a license plate that said so.”
Deirdre snorted. “Nobody would, if they had any sense.”
“Guys with vanity plates, right?” Tara muttered, rolling her eyes.
“Court had one for a while,” Elizabeth said. “The number four plus words the law. But he felt it was too noticeable so he got rid of it. He liked being under the radar.”
There was silence to that. Everyone knew what Court was like, about the secret life he’d been leading with Whitney Bellhard, and, Elizabeth thought, perhaps others. Whitney could have just been the latest in a string of lovers . . . but she wouldn’t go there, not tonight.
Vivian straightened in her chair. “GoodGuy?” she repeated. “I know I’d seen that license plate, but I couldn’t remember where. But . . . I think, no, I’m pretty sure I saw it i
n the parking lot of Fitness Now! Maybe he’s a member!”
“Oh, no,” Elizabeth said.
“You’re a member there, right?” Nadia asked.
“Yes. But I was thinking of dropping. Now I know I will,” Elizabeth said to a chorus of “No,” “Don’t,” and “That’s the last thing you should do.”
Embarrassed, she said, “I think I don’t have much of a choice, anyway.” She explained a little about her finances, finishing with, “Apparently Court was just turning a blind eye to the state of our financial affairs.”
“Don’t give up your membership yet,” Vivian insisted. “We’ll figure something out.”
“But now that you know where he is, you should leave a note on his car or something,” Tara said.
“Key it,” Deirdre suggested drily, her eyes flashing.
“Whoa. Let’s not get her arrested,” Tara said, holding up a hand and sending Deirdre an are-you-kidding look.
“I like the note idea,” Nadia said.
“What are you girls talking about?” Les asked, ambling over and placing a hand on his wife’s shoulder.
“Nothing, dear,” Deirdre singsonged back to him.
“I think I’ll just stay away from him,” Elizabeth said, knowing the best thing to do was leave well enough alone.
At that moment, an ear-splitting shriek reverberated down from the stairs.
Elizabeth stood up. “Uh-oh.”
Bibi raced down the stairs, her hair flying, her legs nearly tripping. “Lissa and Chloe are fighting,” she tattled, throwing herself into Tara’s arms.
Finally, it was time to go.
