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I didn’t reply.
“She doesn’t mean that rudely, dear,” the polka-dot woman said. “We just thought you lived in London, that’s all.”
Oh.
“I do. I’m here to work,” I explained.
The white-haired woman gasped and dropped my hands. “Oh, dear. Are you working now? Are we disturbing you? I’m so sorry, we’ll leave you to it.”
I fought back a little laugh. “No, it’s quite all right. I was getting ready to leave. You’re not disturbing me at all.”
The la-di-dah lady pulled her sunglasses down her nose and eyed me. “You were writing over there. You didn’t look as though you were getting ready to leave.”
“She was being polite, May,” Polka-Dots said. “You should try it yourself sometime.”
“Ladies, ladies.” Esme stepped forwards and held out her hands. “Ellie, let me introduce you to the book club ladies. This is Susie.” She motioned to the woman with white hair who’d grabbed my hands. “Dawn is the dotty one,” she said, pointing to the woman I’d dubbed Polka-Dots in my head. “And as she said, this rude cow is May.”
May pursed her lips and replaced her sunglasses, presumably to hide the glare I’d caught her shoot Esme’s way. “That’s a fine way to introduce us.”
“I thought so,” Esme said brightly. “We will leave you to it, Ellie. We have a reservation.”
“Does that mean Esme was telling the truth and you are joining us for the book club next week?” Dawn asked, her eyes brightening with excitement.
I nodded. “It’s my pleasure to.”
May grunted. “We’ll see about that, young lady. Now, let’s go. I’m starving.”
I watched them as they all headed inside, and Esme, Dawn, and Susie all waved before the door closed behind them. May didn’t bother, and I let my gaze linger on the door for a second longer.
Great.
I couldn’twaitfor book club.
CHAPTER SEVEN
ELLIE
Better theDevilCat You Know
“You are so lucky,” I hissed at Winston, shoving the door shut behind me. “What if Max had found you? I’d be in so much trouble!”
He stared at me with his big, amber eyes.
“No, don’t look at me like that. I’m mad at you. How did you even get out? All the windows are shut!”
He trilled, then raised his right paw and licked it so he could clean his pointy little ears.
“Oh, that’s right. Just wash your ears. I’m starting to wish I’d left your furry arse with Megan!”
He didn’t even acknowledge me.
I mean, he was a cat.
He wasn’t going to respond to me, was he? I wasn’t exactly Sabrina the Teenage Witch.
Thank God.
I didn’t want to think about Winston with a voice.
