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“Dell. It’s good to hear your voice. I miss you.”
“It’s good to hear from you too, but I’ll be up soon enough. What’s going on up there in Montana?”
“Nothing too exciting. I just had a thought, so I wanted to run it by you.” Topaz figured moving back to the New Mexico charter wouldn’t be a bad thing, getting meds for Nanna would have to stop, but otherwise one club was the same as another.
“What’s your thought?” Dell asked.
“I was thinking about coming back to New Mexico with you and Steel after Dreamer’s wedding. Do you have a place for me down there?”
“Why in the hell would you want to move back Topaz? You have it made up there.”
“It’s boring here. I want to come back where there’s more action,” Topaz lied.
“Alright, Topaz what’s really going on up there?” Dell wasn’t buying her story and she knew it. “You live in the wildest small town in America. The last thing Turnabout Creek is…is boring.”
“I don’t know. Just looking for a change. I didn’t really want to leave New Mexico. I only agreed to come to Montana to help Red. Everybody is happy here and I want to move back. That’s all.”
“You stay put up there, Topaz. Red needs you to run those women. Not that I don’t want you back in New Mexico. I know the guys miss you.”
“Sure they do. They probably forgot about me,” Topaz whined, throwing a pity party of one.
“No way, they could never forget about you. Listen, I got to run, Steel needs me. But if you really want to come back, there’s always a place for you down here. Love you girl.”
“Love you, too. Thanks Dell.” Topaz disconnected the call and set her cell phone down on her table. “Well it was a good idea,” she whispered to herself, then glanced at the clock.
Her daydreaming and avoiding Onyx had to of passed the mail pick up time, now no matter when she gets to the post office it would be going out tomorrow. A bit defeated, she walked into her bathroom and started a bath. Too many thoughts and memories were stirring up depression. It wasn’t good for her to be feeling this way and she knew Zoe would keep everyone inline until she got back to the bar.
Maybe a long shower would help her.
Undressed, she stood, head pressed against the tile, cranked music and closed her eyes. Hoping the music could tamp down the nightmares always creeping in on the horizon.
