The Sisters Club by Lauren Baratz-Logsted

Author:Lauren Baratz-Logsted [Baratz-Logsted, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626817043
Publisher: Diversion Books
Published: 2015-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

Cindy

Six weeks after the night at the Bar None, I was home alone, trying to get the damn computer to work right, when there was a knock at the door. Eddie had another gig at the Bar None, but I’d pleaded out of going, saying I wasn’t feeling well. In truth, I was feeling great. I’d had my monthly visit with the obstetrician that morning—I was twelve weeks’ pregnant, if the OB’s projections were correct—and heard my baby’s heartbeat for the first time. It was so strong and it was amazing to think that now there wasn’t just one heart, my own, beating within my body, but two.

I was so mad at the computer. One of the reasons I’d stayed home—well, aside from the fact that I simply did not want to go—was so I could get some work done for one of my classes. But the Internet link, which ran through the phone line, got interrupted by a prank call. And no matter how many times I tried to get back online, I kept getting a message on the screen saying that attempts to connect had failed. Damn technology! How was I supposed to work so I could get smart so I could leave behind my job at Midnight Scandals forever if I couldn’t even access the Internet? And the help link was useless. Whatever that purple question mark was telling me, I didn’t get it; I just could not be helped.

Knock, knock.

“I’m coming!” I shouted, reluctantly leaving the uncooperative computer behind to open the door and fly down the long interior flight of stairs from our apartment door to the door at the bottom that led to the sidewalk and the street outside.

I was in such a hurry to get back to what I’d been doing, or trying to do, that I didn’t even bother to ask who it was. Maybe Eddie had forgotten his key? But that didn’t make any sense. It was only ten o’clock at night. Eddie should just be starting his second set and wouldn’t even be home for another two hours, probably three.

I flung open the door just as my caller was raising his hand to knock again.

“What are you doing here?” I said, seeing who it was. Not the friendliest greeting, I’ll admit, but I was that stunned.

It was Porter.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

He was dressed differently than he had been the night I’d shot pool with him at the Bar None, the night Eddie got so mad. Instead of business clothes, he had on khakis with a button-down white shirt and loafers without socks on his feet. It was the kind of outfit Eddie hated seeing on other guys, calling them “preppies” or “yuppies” and claiming they were stuck up. It was the kind of outfit I’d talked him into wearing that day we’d gone to Lise’s book-finishing celebration party.

My eyes narrowed. I was tempted to just turn him away, but I was desperate.

“Do you know anything about computers?” I asked.

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