explained. “But our housekeeper, Mrs.
Burton, drove me to school each morning, and when Mother would
leave for one of her club meetings Mrs. Burton would allow me to
watch The Flintstones on the small TV in her room before we left
for school.”
“So where’s Wilma?” Aaron accepted her story
without judgment or question as his blue eyes danced with
mischievous laughter. Maggie rolled her eyes and laughed.
“There’s no Wilma,” she insisted, smiling.
There was no way she would ever admit that she’d named her car
Betty!
~6~
“Chicken and dumplins. If you’re going to
live in the south it’s kinda required that you know how to make
this,” Andi informed her. “Goes great with Strawberry wine.” She
smiled and nodded to the bag she’d left on the counter.
“Where do you find this stuff?” Maggie asked
as she retrieved the bottle of wine and stuck it in the fridge to
chill. “Or is that top secret since this is a dry county?” she
teased. She still couldn’t believe something like a dry county
still existed in this day and age.
“My brother makes it,” Andi laughed. “And
don’t worry, he lives a county over so we’re not technically
breakin’ any laws. He’s actually planning on opening his own winery
someday,” she said proudly.
“Really? If he ever needs a taste tester you
know where to find me,” Maggie offered playfully. Andi paused for a
moment and studied Maggie as if she was considering something, but
whatever it was she didn’t share it.
“So Lacey Buchannan came into the store
today.” She quickly changed the subject, falling into her usual
habit of updating Maggie on all the local gossip. “I swear she
looks like she’s about to bust! She’s gonna have that baby any day
now,” Andi predicted.
“It was so adorable watching her waddle
through the store with her little ones walking behind her in a
perfect row, looked just like a mama duck,” she laughed. “If
someone had told me in high school that Lacey would be on her
fourth baby by now I’d’ve never believed it. But I guess when you
have a husband that looks like hers you just can’t help it. Those
blue eyes.” Andi held her hand to her forehead and pretended to
swoon. Maggie couldn’t help but laugh at her friend’s dramatics,
but the reference to blue eyes immediately brought Aaron to
mind.
In truth, in the few days since she’d last
seen Aaron he hadn’t really left her mind. She kept analyzing their
conversation in the kitchen. Had he been flirting or was he just
being polite? He’d made her laugh and feel completely at ease,
aside from those few times when their eyes had met and butterflies
had erupted inside her. Had he felt that connection too or was it
just her?
Obviously she found him gorgeous, but what
did he think of her? She just couldn’t tell. She’d really enjoyed
their conversation and he seemed to be enjoying her company as
well, but once he’d finished his lemonade he’d politely excused
himself, wished her a good day, and left without any indication
that he wanted to see her again.
“Travis was the biggest flirt in high
school,” Andi continued and Maggie snapped back to the present.
“But he seems totally devoted to Lacey now. They really are a cute
couple.”
“What was Aaron like in high school?” Maggie
blurted out the question before she’d even realized she was going
to ask it.
“Who?” Andi stopped short as she was serving
up their dinner.
“Aaron Miles?” Maggie asked timidly.
“He’s not from here,” Andi replied as she
placed the dinner plates on the kitchen island.
The girls had located some bar stools in a
game room which they had moved to the kitchen. They preferred to
eat there rather than in the formal dining room.
“Where’s he from?” Maggie asked as she
grabbed the bottle of wine and joined Andi at the bar. Barney
promptly curled at her feet beneath the barstool.
“Look, sweetie, I know he’s gorgeous. Trust
me, I’ve seen him. But I