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She figured she better smooth things over just in case.

Jennifer laughed. “You’ve got me there. But next time at least hold your hand up or something so I know you heard me. You could be like Lonnie and have earbuds in listening to some lecture or something. He doesn’t even listen to music.”

“It’s his choice to listen to what he wants,” Faith said. She didn’t know why they always had to bring Lonnie’s name up in a negative way, but she let it pass this time. It was frustrating though because she was one for letting people be themselves and it seemed no one else thought the same way.

Once again being the outcast.

“Anyway,” Jennifer said. “Your aunt is here.”

“What?” she asked. “Aunt Shay?”

Her aunt was a nurse, but she didn’t work in the hospital. There’d be no reason for her to be here.

“No,” Jennifer said. “Jolene. Jolene Fierce. I’d know her anywhere.”

Her shoulders dropped. She’d thought she’d bypassed this with her aunt already. When last week’s call didn’t work, her aunt started to blow up her phone asking her questions from a medical stance. Faith knew exactly what was happening.

To make matters worse, it was almost to the point she was going to lose her shit while trying to not be mean in her responses that her Uncle Gavin called her. He’d said he was in the other room and knew what was going on. To have patience with her aunt, that age was getting to her and she was losing it.

If she wasn’t so frustrated she would have given them points for the game they were playing.

Yes. Good cop, bad cop.

Or more like annoying cop andeven moreannoying cop.

Both drove her insane.

She’d pushed it off and told her uncle that she knew Aunt Jolene was losing it. Might as well play it up. It’d be interesting if her uncle went back and told on her.

The texts stopped and it’d been about five days and Faith was starting to think she was in the clear.

Guess not.

“Did she say what she wanted?”

“No,” Jennifer said. “She just showed up and asked if you were here or had gone to lunch yet. I said you always take lunch at one.”

She looked at her watch. Twelve-fifty. Damn it. She was going to be stuck.

“Thanks. Let me just finish this and then I’ll see what she wants.”

She finished what she was looking at, made her notes, saved her document and then grabbed her purse out of her office.

When she got to the waiting room, she saw her aunt standing there. “Aunt Jolene, what brings you by? Did you have an appointment in the hospital? Hopefully it’s nothing to do with your memory.”

Faith was smirking when she said it and she knew her aunt wanted to scold her but wouldn’t. She’d only said that because at one point when her phone was being blown up there was a comment about her aunt forgetting she’d asked a question already.

“No,” Aunt Jolene said. “I’m with my friend. This is my neighbor Marci Brennan. She had an appointment today and I brought her.”

Oh shit. Talk about super sneaky and never saw this coming.

“It’s so nice to meet you,” Faith said, shaking Sawyer’s grandmother’s hand. There was no way in hell she was going to be snarky like normal with her aunt in front of this woman.

And her auntknewthat.

Maybe if she wasn’t dating Sawyer she might have done it, but shewasdating him. And she liked him a lot. She didn’t want to give a bad impression to his grandmother.

Besides, this could be the start of them coming out in the open dating. They just had to figure out at some point if they were going to let her aunt think she could take the credit or not for it.