Deeper

Of course, maybe she was just projecting the truth she knew onto him.

“I should get going,” Bess said. “Thanks so much for the coffee. It was great seeing you.”

“Tell your boys about the job offer.” Eddie stood, too. “And don’t be a stranger, Bess.”

“I won’t.” This time, she held the door open for him.

Eddie paused on the sidewalk. “You’re staying at your grandparents’ house?”

“It’s mine now. But, yes. Same old place.”

“Yours?” Eddie whistled low, then grinned. “Nice.”

Bess laughed. “By default. I lucked out. Mom and Dad didn’t want to deal with the hassles and the taxes.”

“Even so. It’s a great property. They had it up for sale for a while, didn’t they?”

She nodded. “Yep, but then decided not to sell.”

“I know.” Eddie grinned. “I tried to buy it.”

“Eddie Denver,” Bess said in admiration. “You really are a mover and a shaker, huh?”

He laughed and made the same sort of shooing motion Kara had given them in the shop. “I wish. Someday, maybe.”

Bess joined his laughter and looked toward her car, still parked close to the market. “I’ve really got to go. I need groceries.”

“You know there’s a Food Lion now, right? It’s bigger than Shore Foods.”

“There’s a lot of stuff that wasn’t here before,” Bess told him. “It’s like I’ve got to relearn the whole town.”

“If you ever want a tour,” Eddie offered, “you know where to find me.”

She smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Well. See you.” He waved and loped across the street, back to his shop.

Bess watched him go, trying to fix the memory of the old Eddie over this new version, and pleased to find she couldn’t.

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