Casual Hex by Thompson Vicki Lewis

Author:Thompson, Vicki Lewis [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-04-14T02:19:31+00:00

Marc needed advice, and the first person he thought of was Gwen. She was a woman. She might know what he should do.

He had finally had a moment to read Josette’s last e-mail, which unfortunately referred to the deleted one. The last e-mail said Sorry to unload on you like that, but I wanted you to know why I am dropping out of school. So sorry if I have disappointed you. Love, Josie.

He had e-mailed back, admitted to deleting the critical e-mail by accident and asked her to resend. Josette had answered, but had chosen not to include her original text. Just as well you lost it. I was embarrassed to have sent it in the first place. I am fine. I am waiting tables at a caf’ and I plan to support myself. Love, Josie.

Marc hauled out his BlackBerry to see if he could make a call to her, but he had no reception. Merd! He would be stuck here right when Josette was self-destructing. She had no business waiting tables.

He scrubbed a hand over his face. His parents had meant for her to use the trust fund so she could concentrate on her education without having to earn money. By allowing things to deteriorate to this point, Marc had let them down.

Jeremy came by with a coffee carafe in one hand. “Problems with the server?”

Marc glanced up at Jeremy. He had liked the guy instantly when Gwen had introduced him. Sincere and very bright, Jeremy was the sort of person who would make a good friend. Marc even liked Jeremy’s dog, who was as well-mannered as Parisian dogs.

Still, Marc had known Jeremy less than an hour. Confiding his family problems did not seem right or fair.

He shook his head. “The server is fine. I am still a little tired, is all. I need to collect my suitcase and return to Gwen’s so I can shower and change clothes. I should feel better after that.”

“Then I suggest you hotfoot it out of here right now. I’ve had several calls asking if you were here checking e-mail.”

“Who is calling?”

Jeremy nudged his wire-framed glasses back into place. “Curious citizens of Big Knob. They wanted to come by and say hello, and I tried to convince them you needed some privacy to answer your e-mail. No one’s shown up yet, but the longer you hang around here, the more likely you’ll get trapped.”

“Am I that much of an oddity?”

“ ’Fraid so. We don’t get many folks from Paris in this town. Come to think of it, I can’t remember a single one.” He glanced out the window. “Your car’s over at the Big Knobian, right?”

“Oui. I mean, yes.”

Jeremy laughed. “I understand oui. It’s the verb conjugations I never managed to master. Anyway, the more I think about it, the more I doubt you’ll make it to your car and over to Gwen’s without being stopped a million times. It could easily take you an hour to make the trip.”

Marc groaned.

“Listen, my wife and I have an apartment upstairs.

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