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“Oh stop.”
“What! I’m being serious.”
“You are ridiculous. Now, where are you going?”
“I don’t know. I’ll probably end up in a body bag somewhere in a dumpster.”
Trinity let out a laugh. “Oh gosh, no you won’t. Now tell me, where are you going for dinner?”
“To the Italian Affair.”
“Oh, they are so good. What time, and honestly, how do you even know it’s a date? I mean, perhaps he is just looking for friendship.”
“Yes, they are great. They have great food. I know it’s a date because he is paying.”
“Free food from the Italian Affair and you are complaining. What is wrong with you?” Trinity giggled.
“What’s wrong with me?” I thought for a moment. “I don’t date!”
“Well, you do tonight.” She giggled.
Mentally, I sifted through my closet, wondering what the hell I should wear. I hadn’t bought a new dress in years. The only new clothes I’d bought in the last few years were baggy jeans and T-shirts. I’d even decided to stop buying sexy undergarments and had talked myself into granny underwear.
“So, what are you going to wear?”
I put my hand on my forehead. “That’s just it. I have no idea. I mean, I haven’t bought a new dress in years. I just mentally sifted through my closet and there is nothing. Perhaps I should call him and cancel.”
“Peggy, you will not break a date—an important date,” Trinity said in a stern voice. “I’d be so disappointed.”
I went quiet on the phone, not sure what to do. “Okay, fine, I guess I’ll go shopping,” I said, giving up.
“We will find you something. I can meet you downtown in twenty minutes. Ava just got here.”
“Make it thirty. The girls should be here by then,” I said, finding it odd that Ava had just gotten to the store when she normally didn’t work today. I wouldn’t have put it past Trinity that, while we were talking, she sent a text to Ava, saying it was an emergency and asking her to come in.
“Okay, see you then.”
“Wait!” I yelled, trying to get her attention before she hung up.
“What on earth is it now?”
“Is this even safe?” I questioned. I was panicking, I knew it, but part of me couldn’t stop.
“Is what safe? Shopping? Of course! What is the matter with you?”
“No, not shopping. This date? Tonight? Ethan Alexander?”
Trinity laughed into the phone. “Goodness, Peggy. It’s worse than I thought.”
I frowned. “What is?”
“You! You need this date more than I thought. The man is a marine, for goodness’ sake. He is perfectly safe.”
“No, you are wrong. Hewasa marine. He’s retired now,” I said, feeling satisfied that I’d proved her wrong.
“You are being ridiculous. Of course, he’s safe.” Trinity laughed. “Get a grip, would you?”
“Ha! I have a grip! A very strong grip on reality. The Golden Gate Killer was a police officer, and I’ve heard that Ted Bundy was a very personable guy. Just because he was a marine doesn’t make him safe.”
