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Harper shrugged. “It was. We were in the pantry and knocked a few things down.”

“Back to middle of the night,” Sera said quickly, pointedly ignoring Harper’s story. “What were you doing up at 2 a.m.?”

“Drawing, then getting sex platters.” Agatha folded her arms. “His house is unlivable and might have asbestos everywhere. The dining room ceiling fell in. He’s going somewhere else tonight.”

“Too bad,” Harper said.

“I don’t like him,” Sera stated flatly. “Stay away from him.”

Both sisters looked at their mom. She had never said she didn’t like a man. Over the years, she had obviously not liked some of the guys they brought home, but she had never said it, not once. Agatha knew why. It was the same reason she was staying away from him herself.

“I’m not his biggest fan either,” Agatha admitted quietly.

Maby walked into the room and interrupted the silence. “I had to do a little sex talk on your phone, Ag, but I washed it off.”

Agatha took the wet phone from her sister. Harper immediately took the phone and grabbed a container from the cabinet behind her. Dropping the phone in, she shook it to get the rice to cover it. This was not the first time a phone had been washed in the house over the years.

“I hate you,” Agatha said.

“Don’t tell Cliff I’m sleeping around. He gets jealous.” Maby pushed her off the stool that had been hers earlier.

Agatha didn’t fight back, letting her sister have her stool. It had been a little mean. Cliff was always jealous of men in Maby’s life, though there weren’t many, and she would never stray.

“What time do I have to be where tonight?” she asked Harper, referring to that night’s catering gig.

Harper filled her in, then took her chicken and muffins and went home. Maby helped her to her car and also left. After an hour of chatting with Buzz and Sera about baby preparations, the night started to catch up with her. She should have forced herself to sleep after getting Chris settled.

After Buzz left, taking Violet for the day, Agatha had admitted she was tired. That left Sera alone with Agatha, not what she wanted after having Chris in her house.

“I don’t want to be your mother, Agatha, but I am your mother. Stay away from Chris Lowell. It took you a long time to get over him last time. Too long. From what I hear, his life is not going well. You don’t need that in yours.”

“Don’t worry; I have no intention of anything happening. We’re just neighbors,” she said.

“Keep it that way.” Sera hugged her and left.

Watching her leave, Agatha was happy the lecture wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Maybe Harrison had mellowed the woman.

The house was now empty, and Agatha went up the stairs to her bedroom. After a quick shower, she climbed into bed. Thoughts of Chris floated through her head as she let sleep overtake her. So maybe she was dreaming he was in bed with her. Was that a crime?

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