âWeâll Tackle The Next Few Items On Your List,â Tucker Suggested.
âThe missing fiancé, the threat of a mother-in-law invasion andâwhatâs next? Tires? Glasses? You name it. Least I can do, since weâre family now.â
âWeâre what?â Annie asked.
âGousins-in-law?â
âLoose connections, at the very most,â she said repressively. âTemporary loose connections.â
On the wide front porch, Tucker turned and lifted a hand in careless salute. She watched him stride down the front walk and wondered what there was about the man that made him so impossible to ignore.
Family?
No way. There was something going on here, but for the life of her, she couldnât figure out what it was. They werenât really family. On the other hand, they werenât really friends. Which left...
âDonât ask. Donât even think about it,â she muttered, and slammed the door hard enough to rattle the beveled glass panels.
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One
The note was in the sugar bowl, where heâd be sure to find it. Tucker read it through, swore, shook his head and swore some more. It was the last straw in a week that had been filled with last straws.
âDammit all to hell, Dad, this had better be a practical joke,â he muttered.
The first straw had been Monday, when one of his subcontractors had gone belly-up. Then on Tuesday, right in the middle of Hanes Mall Boulevard at the height of rush hour traffic, one of his trucks had blown a transmission.
To add to the misery, after a solid week of rain, the entire site was a mud hole. The paving was behind schedule, the framing crew, unable to work, had celebrated by getting drunk, starting a brawl and busting up a bar. Now two of his carpenters were in jail and a third was hobbling around on crutches.
If he thought it would help, heâd get cross-eyed, rubber-lipped drunk himself, something he hadnât done since his freshman year in college. If he thought it might solve a single one of his problems, heâd go out and buy himself a carton of cigarettes and a fifth of whisky and let nature take its course.
But he didnât smoke and other than the occasional beer, he didnât drink, and besides, what good would it do to lock the barn door after the horse had bolted?
He reread the note, which was scribbled on the back of an envelope with a carpenterâs pencil, judging from the smudges. It was short and to the point. âBernice and I are honeymooning at the Blue Flamingo near Pilot Mountain. Donât forget to deposit my check on the first. Harold.â
âAh, for crying out loud, Pop,â he growled. Youâd think that at the age of seventy-four, a man would know better than to blow his whole damn social security check on one of these new virility drugs, start trawling the senior citizen circuit, and wind up marrying the first female he could talk into his bed.