Page 80 of Inheritance


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“You’re updating Anna’s web page, I hear.”

“More of a new build, but yes.”

“She tells me what she’s seen and approved is terrific.”

“I think so.”

“You know, we have online ordering, and we deliver to the manor.”

“I didn’t know. Do you have a card?”

“Yes. Do you?”

They exchanged cards, and when Sonya walked out, loaded with flowers, she thought: Maybe.

She drove to the Lobster Cage, followed an arrow that saidPARKING, and pulled in by what she recognized as Trey’s truck.

More conversation, she thought, but good. She had some questions for him. Unless he was on a date. Though it seemed early for a date.

Even if he had a date, she’d say hello, and potentially meet someone else. This trip had netted her a banker, a grocery clerk, and a florist.

She walked into a bar area, cozily rustic with a brick wall behind the bar, a scatter of dark high and low top tables. Though the wide opening that led to the dining area showed that room was largely empty, the bar area did a lively business.

She spotted Trey at the long bar with a beer in his hand as he talked to the man beside him.

He spotted her, smiled, and swiveled on his stool.

“Buy you a drink, cutie?”

“Tempting, but no. I’m doing takeout and have stuff in the car.”

“Take a minute. Meet your cousin Owen.”

“Oh.”

Owen turned, looked at her with eyes a lighter green than her own and flecked with amber. His hair, a deeper brown than hers, fell unruly around an angular face carrying a couple of days’ worth of stubble.

She supposed, if she looked hard enough, she’d find a resemblance.

“It’s good to meet you.”

He took the hand she held out in one as hard as a wood plank.

“Yeah. You’re a surprise.”

“You, too. Actually, I was hoping to meet you. I went through some of the storage areas over the weekend and wondered if you’d want anything.”

“Want what?”

“There’s so much stored away. So much altogether really. I thought you or the other cousins I didn’t know I had might want something.”

“I can’t think of anything offhand, but… thanks.”

“And there’s his truck.”

“You want to get rid of Collin’s truck?”

“Not get rid of so much as… I’ve never driven a truck.”

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