Books by Maggie Shayne by Maggie Shayne

Author:Maggie Shayne [Shayne, Maggie]
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-09-08T11:40:35.966000+00:00

Chapter 6

Maxine leaned back in the ergonomic chair and blinked her eyes several times. You didn't blink often enough when you stared at a computer screen all day. She'd read that somewhere. It wasn't good for your vision.

The front door opened, and Storm came in, a big white bag from the bakery in one hand and the morning mail in the other. "Time to take a break!" she called. "Carbs, calories and cream filling, just what the doctor ordered."

Max sighed, pushing the chair back. It rolled on its casters from the computer desk to the middle of the floor in what used to be the living room and was now an office. If you used the term loosely. It more closely resembled an explosion in a paper-and-file-folder factory. With computers. Lots of computers.

Storm dropped the bag on her own desk, sat down and peered inside. "Mmm, I got jelly and cream filled, and now I can't decide."

"How many are in there?" Maxine asked, lifting her brows.

"Half dozen." Storm didn't look up. The doughnuts had her mesmerized.

"Better go for one of each, then."

She looked up then, brows arched. "You think?"

"Oh, yeah. Far better than the risk of making the wrong choice."

"I like the way your mind works," Stormy said, smiling, as she reached into the bag to pluck out a doughnut.

Max got out of her chair and wandered into the kitchen, which was still a kitchen, where she poured two cups of fresh coffee. "Did you ever wonder just how screwed up I must be to be in the same town, in the same house, in the same rut, after all this time?"

"No."

Max smiled at the sound of the word, because it was doughnut muffled. She carried the two mugs back into the room in time to see Stormy taking another bite and closing her eyes in ecstasy.

Max set Storm's cup down in front of her and bent to help herself to a doughnut, knowing they would vanish if she didn't.

"You care to elaborate on that answer, or are you just gonna go with the one-syllable reply?"

Stormy swallowed, licked her lips, took a sip of her coffee. She still had a ring of powdered sugar around her mouth, but what the hell?

"Who wouldn't be in the same house? Shoot, girl, your mother gave it to you free and clear. You'd have been nuts not to take it. And I fail to see any rut. You're running not one, but two, businesses. Both turning a profit, I might add."

"Barely," Maxine muttered. She sighed, dunked her doughnut and took a big soggy bite. When she finished, she dropped the first of her two bombshells. "Web page design is getting boring, Stormy. To tell you the truth, I'm thinking about dropping it."

Stormy blinked. "Dropping it?"

"Closing it down."

Setting her coffee mug on her desk, Storm got to her feet. "Why would you do that? That's where you earn most of your income."

"Yeah, but it was never my life's work. I mean, it's okay. I'm good at it, but it's not my dream job.

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