Texas Rose Forever (Texas Rose Ranch #1) by Katie Graykowski

Author:Katie Graykowski [Graykowski, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503950740
Published: 2016-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

CanDee was not waiting by the door for Cinco to come home; she was merely standing there by accident. The fact that she’d been accidentally watching out the windows by the front door for the last thirty minutes was in no way an admission that she’d missed him this afternoon.

A guitar riff trilled from the parlor. Grammie’s ringtone. She walked into the parlor and picked up her phone. After sliding her finger over the screen to answer the call, she said, “Hello.”

She walked back to her post by the front door.

“Did I catch you at a bad time?” Grammie yelled over what sounded like a leaf blower. Her grandmother thought it was frivolous to only do one thing at a time, so her life was about multitasking even when it didn’t make any sense. Like calling someone while blowing leaves or eating a sandwich while taking a shower.

CanDee held the phone in front of her mouth and screamed, “I can barely hear you!”

“I’m working on my Harley. Hold on.” Grammie turned off the engine.

“Harley?” CanDee shook her head. “Since when do you own a motorcycle? And why are you working on it? You can barely put gas in the car. The last time you worked on the car, you tried to air up the tires and ended up letting all of the air out of them.”

It was too far for CanDee to drive over and rescue Grammie if the motorcycle fell on her and broke every bone in her eighty-pound body. While CanDee was an Amazonian, Grammie was a pigmy. Even though they had the same eyes, people still didn’t understand how they were related.

“Me and the girls from the coven have started up a motorcycle club. We’re the Westside Witches. Unfortunately we spent all of our money on these cool black leather jackets, so we had to pool what was left and buy one Harley. We trade off weeks.” There was a clicking noise on the other end of the phone that sounded like one of those wrenches with ball bearings used by mechanics.

When it came to Grammie, nothing shocked her anymore.

CanDee knew she was going to regret asking, but she couldn’t help herself. “What exactly are you doing to the motorcycle?”

“Customizing. This new muffler will increase the horsepower and torque and make her roar like a lion.” Grammie banged on something.

“Do you remember the time you bought that build-your-own-helicopter kit off the Internet?” CanDee took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “You were going to start a tour-Austin-by-air business?”

“That wasn’t my fault. Some parts were missing.” More banging from Grammie’s end. “Besides, I sold that kit for a nice price at my last garage sale.”

CanDee rolled her eyes. There was a sucker born every minute and Grammie had garage sales to prove it.

“I got the muffler from Walmart—how hard can it be?” The banging stopped. “You don’t happen to know what a rectifier bracket is . . . do you?”

“Sorry.” Grammie might be a strong and independent woman but sometimes, CanDee thought she may need a keeper.

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