Page 43 of Tangled Emotions

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Page 43 of Tangled Emotions

“Edie?”

“Hmm?” She looked at me with wide eyes.

I dropped my voice low. “Are the plants around here real?”

“Pfft. No.” She laughed.

We both watched as Miss Cora tapped him. “Sweetheart, I don’t think you need to water them.”

“Oh, I do. I’m trying to impress someone, and she told me to water the plants.”

Edie slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter.

Miss Cora shook her head. “But, sweetie, the plants aren’t real.”

“Huh?” The kid stopped and looked confused. “They’re not?”

All the ladies shook their heads, and his face fell right before he got angry. “She. Owes. Me.”

The boy went storming in the back and all you heard throughout the diner was laughter.

Later that night, as I was kicked back in bed, I thought about Edie.

Hey. You awake?

Yep

Busy tomorrow night?

Yep

How about Friday night?

Washing my hair

Saturday night?

Changing my guitar strings

You play guitar?

Nope

Is that from an old country song?

Yep

You are a woman of many words

Haha

I know

We had dinner together tonight

That wasn’t a date. I was paying you back for being kind

Why don’t you date?




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