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“Sure.”
“And you said that Mia didn’t know you had a job and if I promised not to tell her that you’d buy my silence-your words-with anything I wanted?”
“Right.”
“Well, I never told her, so the offer is still good. I mean, it’s still open, right?”
“Uh-huh.” He took another bite. If he was worried about where this was leading, it didn’t show.
“And it was anything I wanted, right?”
“That was the deal.”
“Here.” She held out her energy bar. “You’re going to need it.”
“Why?” He frowned and took the last bite of his.
“Because I know what I want.”
“I always pay up. Go ahead. What is it?”
“I want you to carry me down off this damned mountain and buy me a burger.”
Diary-
What a week this has been! First, Harbor Fest was a rousing success! There were so many people pouring into town that Chief Beck had to set out some hastily prepared signs directing people away from the docks and down to the park. The mayor said if this keeps up all summer, we’re going to need to hire more police just to direct traffic. Daniel’s thinking about investing in a van to use as a shuttle between the I
Who’d have thought that one day those old houses and churches up on the square would be considered “historic”? Heh.
I must say there are some happy merchants on Charles Street, though. Lots of visitors mean lots of shoppers and diners.
Now this is the big news, and personally gratifying to me: Grady Shields is back in St. De
Well, you can imagine what was going through my mind at that moment!
Yes, of course, I secretly rejoiced that I’d remembered the right words in the right sequence and that I did find all the proper herbs. I’d have felt simply terrible if I’d turned that handsome young man into a toad.
Of course, it’s possible that this extremely promising development had nothing to do with me… that Vanessa and Grady would have gotten back together on their own, and that the little ritual in which I’d engaged on their behalf was really nothing, after all, but words whispered while burning some smelly old vegetation.
I, however, like to think that the old girl still has it.
– Grace
Mariah Stewart