2 Weeks 'Til Eve (2 'Til Series Book 3) by Heather Muzik

Author:Heather Muzik [Muzik, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-23T05:00:00+00:00

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As they pulled into the parking lot in front of Kohl’s, Catherine spotted a U-Haul and her hair bristled on the back of her neck. There was no chance it was anyone else, and exactly what she didn’t need.

Her mother’s foot hit the floor and she whipped her eyes forward. All clear up ahead, but at her racing speed of four miles an hour she was still going too fast for Elizabeth Hemmings, who engaged her optional passenger brake.

“Mom, why don’t we just go to the baby store instead?” she offered, because that store was halfway to the Mall of America, which meant in another town and well away from the frigging U-Haul a couple of rows over.

Elizabeth shook her head. “They charge an arm and a leg at places like that. If you can shop elsewhere you should. Frugality is a worthy trait. You know, the smallest things can have the greatest impact.”

Two fortune cookie lines in a few seconds’ time. A new record.

Her mother stomped the floor again as a car that was parked a few spaces ahead switched into reverse, and Catherine was pretty sure she also saw her invoke the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost in her periphery.

“I don’t know why you have to park so close to the store,” Elizabeth Hemmings nitpicked as her daughter continued down the aisle. “It never hurt anyone to walk a few extra feet.”

“Are you saying I’m fat?”

“I said no such thing! Pregnancy is an honor to cherish, Catherine Marie.”

“It’s a joke, Mother.”

But Elizabeth Hemmings wasn’t going to sink to her level, instead slipping into lecture mode about the parking spot. “It’s just so much harder to get in and out when you’re packed in close to the store like that. And people ding your doors and scratch up the paint. Besides, a little extra activity is good for everyone. You know, I always take the stairs even when there is an elevator. Walking is good, healthy movement. Your father and I aren’t getting any younger and we want to be around to spoil our grandkids.”

Successfully put in her place, Catherine finished the row and started up the next one, parking just outside the first island of planting areas, more than midway out, one side of the car protected by the curb. Turning off the ignition, she asked, “Happy here?”

“Quite.” And with that Elizabeth pulled her purse up onto her shoulder and got out.

“What are we shopping for, anyway?”

“A layette for the baby.”

“What exactly is a layette?”

Before she could get an answer, a whistle sounded, then a Cat call, and there was Tara, heading straight for them, lugging two large gray shopping bags.

Just perfect.

“Wow, fancy meeting you here!” she announced.

“I should be the one saying that,” Catherine said lowly—as in, I’m the one who lives here. “Mom, you remember Tara,” she added through gritted teeth.

“Of course I do. I’m not senile, Catherine, we just saw her a few days ago.” She turned to Tara. “What a nice surprise this is.

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