Aroma With a View by Renee George

Author:Renee George
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Renee George

Chapter

Fourteen

I texted Ezra to meet me at Moo-La-Lattes when he got through at the snake farm. Pippa and Tippi came with me to the coffee shop, but Gilly wanted to be home when Marco got there so she could talk to him some more about fighting and the recent slip in his grades. Personally, I thought Marco had Senioritis, an affliction Gilly and I had known all about as seniors in high school, but I wasn’t his mother. Gilly often saw things when it came to Ari and Marco long before I did.

Davis Meadows was at the crappy table again, laptop open and thoroughly engrossed. Tippi grabbed the first table near the doors while Pippa waddled over to the bar and leaned in so Jordy could kiss her. I saw her wince as she straightened. If she was in pain, I wished she’d tell me. I’d tried to convince her to cut her hours at the shop until after her maternity leave, but she wouldn’t hear of it.

“Mothers used to work in fields until it was time to squat down and squeeze a kid out. I think I can handle a few hours a day behind a cash register,” she’d said.

I had reminded her that those mothers didn’t have a Nora Black in their corners.

Jordy waved at me. “The usual?”

“You know it.” I looped my arm in Pippa’s. “You go sit and put your feet up. I’ll bring over the drinks.”

Jordy shook his head. “I’ll bring them over, and neither of you has to wait.” He winked at Pippa. “Perks of sleeping with the owner.”

She smiled, and her whole face lit up. While Pippa went to the table Tippi had grabbed, I walked over to Davis. He wasn’t even aware of me as his finger danced across the mousepad.

I tapped the table. “Are you renting space here?”

Davis looked up and blinked as if he didn’t recognize me at first. Then he shook his head. “Nora. Hi. I didn’t see you come in.” He nodded toward Jordy. “And you’re right, I should pay Jordy. We have no Wi-Fi in the gallery right now, and I don’t want to go home to work on the website.”

“Wi-Fi is free to all my customers,” Jordy said to Davis. “As long as you’re drinking coffee,” he amended, “you can sit there as long as you want.”

Davis held up his empty cup. “I’ll take another one.”

I couldn’t help myself. I peeked at his screen. He was on the ArtsyAuction website and watching the bidding for a sunflower painting that had the description 718 14 Yellow Sunflowers along 9 French pavement stones, 3.3 total weight for shipping. The seller was someone named O.R. Diamant, and the bid was at two thousand dollars.

“That’s an expensive sunflower,” I said. “Is the artist someone famous?” The picture was pretty, but it lacked any real intensity. I’d seen better art hanging on the wall of a hotel room.

Davis closed his laptop. “I don’t know the artist,” he said. “I’m trying to get more familiar with how these auctions are run so I can add some of the gallery’s pieces.

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