A Thread So Thin by Marie Bostwick

Author:Marie Bostwick
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781602857759
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2010-05-01T14:00:00+00:00

20

Liza Burgess

The driver dropped us at Abigail’s front door.

Franklin, trailed by Tina, the faithful, aging black Labrador, came out to greet us. Franklin hugged me and shook hands with the girls. Tina sniffed the newcomers’ pant legs and then, tail wagging, walked over and leaned against me, urging me to pet her. I patted her on the side, hard, the way she likes it. She thumped her tail against my legs in appreciation.

“Hey, Tina’s looking very svelte these days.” Tina was a lovable and well-loved dog, as evidenced by the size of her waistline. Franklin adored her and just couldn’t resist giving her a treat whenever she turned her big brown eyes in his direction. But now she was looking decidedly thinner. “Did you put her on a diet or something?”

“Abigail did. After my heart attack, Abbie said no more pepperoni pizza for me—or Tina. Instead she’s got me eating salad and Tina eating canned green beans, no salt. Tina just loves them. I’d have never believed it, but she does. The second she sees the can, she practically stands on her back legs and dances a jig.”

Franklin reached out his hand and patted Tina affectionately on the head. “Don’tcha, girl?”

“Where is Abigail?” I asked. “She called me about ten times yesterday, reminding me to be here by ten. We’re here. So where did she run off to?”

“Don’t know,” Franklin said. “She was up before the sun, making lists and mumbling to herself, and she left right after breakfast. She said she had to get things ready before the bridal shower.”

“What kind of things? Margot and Evelyn are hosting the shower. What would Abigail have to do with it?”

Franklin held up his hands and heaved a sigh. “I don’t know, Liza, and these days, I’ve found it’s better not to ask. Say the least little thing to her and she flies off the handle. Nothing personal, Liza, but I’ll be very glad when this wedding is over.”

That makes two of us.

“Anyway”—he smiled, remembering his duties as host—“you’re all here and that’s what matters. Come on upstairs, ladies. I’ll show you to your rooms. Come on, Tina. Let’s show the girls where they’ll be staying.”

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