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“The nice lady at the post office.”
Figures. That was how Frannie operated. She’d get you talking by offering information and then pry out bits and pieces of your life without you even realizing. I’d learned it long ago.
“Thenice ladyat the post office is a busybody who tells everyone’s business out of turn.”
“So does that mean you didn’t play hockey?”
“I did.”
She looked over and smiled. “I know. I googled you after she mentioned it.”
“Why’d you ask me if you already knew the answer?”
She shrugged. “Were you any good?”
“Didn’t Google tell you that?”
“The article I read said you were on the Olympic team.”
“You know a lot of shitty professional athletes who make an Olympic team?”
“I don’t know any shitty professional athletes at all.”
I had to crack a smile at that. She was a wiseass. And pretty. But she also seemed like a lot of work. And that was the trifecta combination I kept far away from these days. So I sipped my beer and kept quiet.
“Are you ordering food, or did you just come for that beer?” she asked a few minutes later.
“I’m picking up takeout.”
“The food is really good here.”
I nodded. “The best Laurel Lake’s got to offer. Trust me, I eat a lot of takeout.”
“You don’t like to cook?”
“Hate to clean up when the cooking’s done. Easier to pick up something on the way home.”
“I love to cook. I find it relaxing. But the oven at my house is broken. It was filled with newspapers from eight years ago, so I don’t think Mrs. Wollman was much of a cook either. I’m getting a new one delivered tomorrow.”
Sylvia walked in and put a hand on my shoulder. “Food’s ready, Fox.”
“Thanks. I’ll be right there.”
I would’ve liked to stick around, find out what else the good doctor liked to do, but that meant it was definitely time to go. Pulling a ten out of my pocket, I tossed it on the bar and waved to the bartender.
“Enjoy your meal,” Josie said.
“You too. What time should I expect the delivery people tomorrow?”
Her cute little nose wrinkled. “Delivery people?”
“The new stove. Unless you managed to give the correct address this time.”
She squinted at me. “Funny. But I think you’ll be spared having to carry over an appliance.”
I took one more look at her almond-shaped eyes and pouty pink mouth and thought to myself,Shame.I nodded. “Have a good night, doc.”
“You, too. Wait. How did you know I was a doctor?”
