Marie ordered when I walked into Fred’s the next night. Bobby waved to me but carried on serving a customer. I’d expected a barrage of questions, but he seemed to be dealing with it better than I’d expected. Frannie pushed my usual cranberry and Bud across our table to me. “Something is going on, missy.” She narrowed her eyes accusingly on me. Sighing after I had downed half my beer, I shrugged. “Shit is going on. I dunno where to start.” “At the beginning,” Sadie said, so I did, and they sat quietly listening to everything that had happened over the previous week. They all eyed Bobby when I told them he knew about us, but he just grinned and waved to them. “Is he here now?” Marie asked, lowering her voice. “Who?” She peered around the table. “Rax.” Chuckling, I shook my head. “I’m sure you’d see him, Marie. He’s not a figment of my imagination.” Frannie was quiet, contemplative, as she watched me. I turned to her. “What?” “Well,” she tapped her fingers on the table.
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