Grooming Mr. Right by Tonya Kappes

Author:Tonya Kappes [Kappes, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cozy Krew Publishing
Published: 2013-09-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Oh my God, oh my God!” I screamed into the phone and tried to maneuver the curvy road back to the Lady B. I had called Vivian because I was about to explode. “You aren’t going to believe what happened to me.”

“Tell me!” Vivian screamed into the phone. “But first, I have to tell you something.”

“What?” Her news didn’t sound nearly as exciting as mine did.

“Birdie showed up and she and Lucia had it out,” Vivian laughed. “Lucia told Birdie that she had to take out all of her piercings, dye her hair all one color and change the style and not wear it spiked.”

“She’s there now?” I figured Birdie would call me once she got into town. I totally figured wrong.

“Oh yeah.”

“What happened?” I was almost afraid to ask.

“Birdie propped up her dirty Converse tennis shoes on the marble-top table in the family room and folded her arms. She protested she wasn’t moving until you got home.” Vivian was far too amused by the situation. “She’s been sitting there since ten this morning.”

The clock on the RV dash said it was eight at night, which meant that both Birdie and Mom were still in a face-off waiting for me to get home.

“That isn’t going to dampen what just happened to me.” I shook off Vivian’s news. “I met a guy and I have a date!” I squealed into the phone.

“That is so great, Luvie!” Vivian was as excited as I was. “And the urban legend didn’t scare him off?”

“Well…”

“Uh-oh. What are you leaving out of this?” Vivian asked.

“I omitted my last name and gave him your address for him to pick me up tomorrow night.” The pause was long enough for me to know she disapproved. “I know you are mad.”

“It’s your life and you are ruining it by starting what could be a great relationship with a lie.” Vivian was always the voice of reason and I hated it.

“It’s not a lie. I didn’t tell him I lived there. He asked for an address.” I was good at making excuses that made me feel better. That was how I had always lived my life.

“Is he a client of Primp My Pet?”

“That is the strange part.” I had to go back through my phone messages and find the number of the woman caller. “I informally met him at the dog park when I was posting flyers, and a woman called and left a message saying that she wanted her dog bathed. She left a day and time but no callback number. I put the address in the GPS, and when I got there, it was the guy from the park, only he said he didn’t make the appointment.”

“Who was the woman?”

“He’s not married, doesn’t have a girlfriend, and lives alone.” I pulled into the driveway of the Lady B and typed in the code at the gate. It slowly opened and I pulled in. I parked at the side of the driveway to finish my conversation with Vivian before I went into World War Three with Mom and Birdie.

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