Page 107 of Rock Chick Rescue


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Trixie was at the door. “Hey, Jet. Sorry I’m late.”

I was just relieved there was no overnight bag.

“We’ve already started eating,” I told her.

She wasn’t listening. She was walking into the dining area and beaming at Eddie.

“Eddie! Great to see you again. Hey, Ada.” She sat down, poured herself some iced tea and without further ado started to pile food on her plate.

“Eddie’s going to arrange a tour of a police station for me,” Ada announced. “They’re gonna take my prints and everything!”

“That’s fantastic,” Trixie replied, then turned to Mom. “Have you packed?”

I looked from one to the other as Mom nodded.

“Packed?” I asked.

Trixie looked at me. “Yeah, your mom’s spending the night with me.”

I closed my eyes and silently asked God,Why me?

God had no reply.

The table was created for four, five was a tight fit. Eddie’s arm slid along the back of my chair even as he continued to eat. I looked at him and realized he was having the time of his life.

He met my gaze.

“Ireallydon’t like you,” I whispered.

His dimple came out.

“What was that?” Mom asked.

“Nothing,” I muttered and started to shovel food into my mouth.

“Jet, this meal is wonderful,” Trixie said, digging in. Then she looked at Eddie. “Jet’s an excellent cook.”

“The best,” Mom chimed in.

“You should taste her meatloaf. Never had meatloaf as good as Jet’s,” Ada added.

Dear Lord.

Meatloaf was meatloaf.

Yeesh.

“And she makes lemon meringue pie, from scratch, even the crust. Her crusts are light and flaky. You’ve never tasted anything so good,” Trixie said.

“Always been a good cook. She’s got the gift,” Mom put in.

I wondered how rude it would be if I got up and started walking and didn’t stop until I hit Vancouver.

“She’s a great kid,” Trixie went on, winking at me.

“Couldn’t have asked for better. Got great grades, never got into trouble. Even when her dad left, Jet kicked in…took care of everyone,” Mom said.

I froze.

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