Page 20
Story: The Match
“I didn’t know what your favorite was, so I got a mix of cheese and pepperoni.”
“Grace, I’m very easygoing. I eat anything,” I said once we both sat down. The dining table was the only thing that wasn’t huge in this apartment, which made me think she usually dined alone.
“Really? That was not the impression I got of you,” she replied.
I laughed. “Want to start sparring again? I’ll have a slice of pizza, and then I’m good to go once my stuff is dry.”
“No, God, don’t go.” Her shoulders slumped. “I’m so sorry about tonight.”
“Grace, let’s make a deal.”
She raised her eyes to me. “I’m listening.”
“Let’s give it a rest for tonight. We don’t need to talk about the river, the ranch, or anything else. I just want to make sure you’re okay. And as soon as my clothes are dry, I’ll leave, and then we can pretend this never happened.”
She looked at me intently for a few seconds before nodding. “Sounds like a fair deal.”
“Glad you think so. Did your friend see your email?”
“Yes. She hangs on to her phone as much as I do, so she immediately replied. She’s a bit sad that I couldn’t make it but understands. So, what were you doing in the Quarter?”
***
Grace
“I took my niece to the voodoo museum. Turned out to be a shitty idea.”
Zachary took his niece? That was nice. “Why was it bad?”
“Because that stuff is fucking scary,” he said, and I started to laugh. He seemed like a totally different man than the one I’d met at the ranch and in the coffee shop near my office. Who knew he could actually laugh and have fun at his own expense? Or perhaps he was making an effort right now because I was still out of sorts. “When you saw me, she’d called to tell me that she was scared shitless. Anyway, let’s change the subject. What did you do today?” he asked.
“I had lunch with my parents.”
“They moved back to New Orleans?” he asked as he took a bite of his pizza.
“No, they still live outside the city. They only come to New Orleans on weekends.”
“You visit them often?”
“Honestly, no.”
He raised a brow. “You don’t get along with them?”
I sighed. “I do. I just don’t really have time. My business is taking up a lot more time than I thought, but I love every minute of it. Though I could be a better daughter and see them more often now that I’m the only kid they’ve got left around here.”
“No one is in contact with your brothers?”
I looked at him intently. “Are you fishing for information?”
He shook his head. “No, Grace. I was simply trying to make conversation.”
I swallowed hard. “Sorry. My brothers are a sore topic even now.”
“Noted. I won’t bring them up again.”
“I’d appreciate that. For what it’s worth, I’m truly sorry for the problems they’ve caused. I have to say, I’m not even sure who exactly they stole money from.”
“Not us,” Zachary said. “But we’ve always been a bit at odds with Kyle, especially since we were in school.”
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20 (Reading here)
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112