Kasey smiled. “Why would you tell Jenny Pickleman I know where Evan is?” “Ah, she was getting on my nerves,” Winn said chuckling. “So you send her my way, geez thanks, Winn.” “I do my best. Besides, Evan wouldn’t touch that one with a ninety-nine and a half foot pole.” * * * * Kasey jumped up from her sofa a week later, looked through the peephole, and stepped back with a slight frown. Moving forward she looked again. “What the hell?” she whispered. “Evan, is that you?” “Yeah, it’s me, Kasey.” Her lip lifted with a soft groan as she glanced down at her pajama bottoms. “I’m not exactly dressed, hold on a minute and let me go grab my robe.” Rushing to the bathroom, Kasey grabbed her robe off the back of the door and groaned at the wisps escaping her clipped up hair as she quickly walked back to the front door. Her chest expanded with a large breath before blowing it out slowly. She smiled as she opened the door. “Hey, what’s up?” Evan smiled as he held up a lily.
