Fury Godmother (Federal Bureau of Magic Cozy Mystery Book 2) by Annabel Chase

Author:Annabel Chase [Chase, Annabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Palm Press LLC
Published: 2019-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I met John at the restaurant so that no one in my family knew about it, at least not immediately. I used my invisibility locket to get out of the house unseen. One look at my outfit and my mom would know I was going on a date. Lipstick alone would’ve been a dead giveaway because I rarely wore makeup, much to her chagrin. She’d even spelled my eyes in middle school with longer lashes because she felt mine were “substandard” and lacked “batting ability.”

“You look pretty,” John said, giving me the once-over.

John had left his baseball hat behind. Tonight he wore a light blue collared shirt that showed off his tan and neatly pressed khakis.

“Thanks, you look nice, too. I like the sandals.”

He glanced down at his feet. “I couldn’t bring myself to put on real shoes,” he said. “That’s one of the perks about living and working on the boat.”

The hostess seated us at a table by the window, which was fine by me because I liked to people watch. I figured if the conversation was dull, then I still had an activity to occupy my mind without being super obvious about it.

“What looks good to you?” John asked, inclining his head toward the menu.

“I basically will eat any type of seafood,” I said.

“Same. Want to share the grilled shrimp appetizer?”

“Sounds delicious.” I ended up ordering crab cakes for my entree. I couldn’t resist Maryland crab, even though it was on pretty much every menu in town.

I ordered a glass of white wine and John ordered a beer. Although the conversation started out stilted, we both seemed to relax after our first drink. I decided it was the ideal time to dig a little deeper into his lottery win.

“So have you always played the lottery?” I asked.

“Every week for—oh, I don’t know—a number of years now. Just was a habit when I’d stop in for my milk and bread, you know?”

“But you seem to enjoy your work,” I said. “What made you think money would improve your life?”

“Doesn’t everybody think money would improve their life?” he asked. “I mean, I feel like winning the lottery is on most people’s wish list.”

“I’ve never actually played,” I admitted.

John’s eyed widened. “Really? I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who hadn’t played on occasion.”

“I guess I’ve been motivated by things other than money.” Which was easy to say when I’ve always had enough of it.

“I’d be hammering away and daydreaming about what I would do with a million bucks.” He popped a shrimp into his mouth. “Passed the time.”

“And now that you have it, you’re not too enamored?”

He hung his head. “Life’s funny that way, isn’t it?”

“At least you’re smart enough to figure it out,” I said. “That’s more than I can say for a lot of people.”

“You’re right about me, by the way,” he said. “I do love my job, or I did, before I was stupid and packed it in. I kept my own hours and fished when I felt like it.

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