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“I have other things to do.”
    There was no mistaking her grandmother’s disappointed stare, but at Louisa’s next words, Diana stopped in her tracks.
    â€œTim, I think I’d like to go with you to one of those clubs tonight.”
    â€œDo what?” Diana blinked.
    â€œYou would?” Tim clapped his hands in delight. “That would be great.”
    â€œNo, it won’t.” Diana’s hard stare shifted to him. “Don’t encourage her.”
    â€œI think it’ll be fun.” Louisa pushed herself up from the sofa. “I wonder what I should wear.”
    â€œNana, you’re not going to a club.”
    Louisa’s chin tilted up in defiance. “I don’t see why not. I’m over twenty-one.”
    Diana’s hands settled on her hips. “I’m not worried about you being carded. I’m worried about your health.”
    â€œI’m fine.” Louisa waved off her concern and looked back at Tim. “Let’s go see what’s in my closet.”
    He jumped to his feet. “Goody.”
    â€œWait,” Diana interjected, not liking the way her grandmother brushed her off. “I can’t allow you to go.”
    Now Louisa’s hands settled on her hips. “I don’t remember asking for your permission. I’ll do what I want to do. And I want to go to the disco…I mean, the club with Tim. If you’re so concerned about my health, then you can come and watch over me.”
    Diana’s eyes narrowed. “Why, you scheming little old lady.”
    Louisa grinned. “You don’t have to go. No one’s twisting your arm.” She looked over at Tim. “Let’s go look for something in my closet.”
    Smirking, Tim offered Louisa his arm and together they left a steaming Diana in the center of the living room.
    â€œYou really are my idol,” Tim whispered.
    â€œYeah.” Louisa chuckled. “Sometimes I amaze myself.”

Chapter 6
    C lub Secrets had a reputation for being one of the hottest spots in Atlanta and, judging by the long line behind the velvet rope, the hardest place to get into.
    â€œI don’t know about this,” Diana said, stepping out of Tim’s car. Her eyes zeroed in on what the women in line were wearing and immediately she felt overdressed.
    â€œOh. This is going to be exciting,” Louisa said. Her eyes were the size of silver dollars. At seventy-two, she wore a black and gold pantsuit, gold looped earrings, and her favorite Beverly Johnson wig.
    Diana, too, wore a pantsuit, but it was a black and white number that was more suited for a business meeting than a social function. Her hair remained pulled back in its tried and true ponytail while her makeup consisted of only a single coat of ruby-red lipstick.
    Tim, however, looked as though he’d stepped out ofthe pages of GQ. His enthusiasm for going out for the evening matched Louisa’s.
    Everyone closed their doors and the car alarm was engaged before Tim walked around from the driver’s side. “Are you ladies ready for a good time?” he asked, offering each of them his arm.
    â€œOh, my.” Louisa pointed. “Look at that one woman over there. She’s naked.”
    â€œNana, don’t point,” Diana whispered. “It’s rude.”
    â€œAnd that one over there. On second thought, is she even old enough to get into this place?”
    â€œProbably not.” Tim chuckled and led them to the back of the line. “It’s none of our business one way or another.”
    â€œHumph,” Louisa said under her breath and then looked around the crowd to find more fashion victims. “Oh, look, Diana. That young man looks like a nice handsome boy. Maybe you should go and say hi to him.”
    A few people snickered around them, including Tim.
    Diana closed her eyes and shrank two inches from total mortification.
    â€œOh, what about that nice young man over