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“It’s that and more. I never felt like this before. I fell in love with Alphé the moment I laid eyes on him.”
“I’m so happy for you,” Maggie said, grabbing Katrina’s hand. “I’ve heard of love at first sight, and I’m seeing it now, live and in person.”
“I hope I don’t let you down,” Katrina said.
“Don’t worry about me. We’ll need to run into town to get the crab. You up for a boat ride?”
“Yeah, that sounds good. My nerves are getting the best of me.”
“Alphé?”
“Yep. I’m forcing myself not to text him.”
“If he’s out on the water, he won’t get a text anyway,” Maggie said, grabbing her bag, then looking down at Brulee. “Let’s take the dog. She’s got that hangdog look because we left her last night.”
“Poor girl. Let’s go!”
They ran down to the dock and got into the skiff. Maggie glanced over at Katrina.
“Do you want to take a quick cruise around the island?”
“Do we have time? Remember, you have a party tonight!”
“We have time,” she answered. “I’m as anxious as you are to see this thing between you and Alphé take off.”
“Zip around, then!”
Maggie gave it some gas, and they cruised around the island, but no sign of Alphé.
“There’s a lot of places to fish around here,” she said. “Maybe we’ll spot him on the way back.”
Heading into town, they saw other fishing boats, but not Alphé’s trawler.
Spencer’s was packed with other last minute Epiphany Eve shoppers, but they found one two-pound container of crabmeat left.
“Do you want to window-shop or get back to the cottage?” Maggie asked.
“You’re about the most relaxed hostess I’ve ever met,” Katrina answered. “We can mosey around. Are you in spy mode?”
“Yes! Is it that obvious?”
“No, but so am I,” Katrina said. “Take me to the hardware to see Alphé’s competition.”
“I know the man, and he’s no competition for Alphé,” Maggie whispered.
“Lead the way,” Katrina replied.
They crossed the side street and passed the used-book store and craft co-op, both places gearing up for the festivities the next day. Casson’s Hardware was full of shoppers, so the women lagged off to the side, watching.
“Yikes, who’s the Barbie Doll?” Katrina hissed. “That’s not Little Annie Fanny, is it?”
“I don’t know! I’ve never seen her before. Let’s go inside so I can see if Alphonso is at the cash register.”
But he wasn’t; an employee was checking out customers, and Maggie motioned for Katrina to follow her outside.
“Let’s go across the street and get coffee. I’ll ask for a cup of ice for my crabmeat so it doesn’t go bad.”
They laughed about the crabmeat and, with Brulee at their side, ran across the street to Café Delphine.
