This Girl Who Was A Ghost by Robert E Cummings

Author:Robert E Cummings [Cummings, Robert E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Octopus Press
Published: 2019-06-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Six

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Sammy leaned over the counter, facing into the kitchen. She took a sip from the pineapple juice.

Cindy stood in the middle of the kitchen. “Feel like pancakes?”

“Do we have any eggs?”

Cindy stuck her head in the refrigerator. “Only one.”

“I bet two-eggs-every-morning guy has a stash.”

Cindy joined her by the other side of the counter. “Did Leo say anything?”

“What would he say?”

“It seemed like he talked to you more than me, and I was with him the whole day.”

“Whatever he says I just nod my head.”

“He’s always sending me out, like I’m in his way.”

“It’s one day, Cindy. It’ll take time to get comfortable.”

Cindy dropped her head into her hand. “I guess.”

The phone rang, and Cindy sprinted for it. “You think it’s Leo?”

“He’d use a coded wall tap if he wanted you.”

Cindy picked up the phone. “It’s Maria.”

“What does she want?”

Cindy gushed over the phone, giggling at something Maria said, probably a makeup joke. “I’m sure she understands.” Cindy glanced at Sammy. “Yeah, she’s right here.” She offered Sammy the phone. “She wants to talk to you. Feels bad about what happened last night.”

Sammy rolled her eyes.

“Come on, Sam. Don’t be that way.”

Sammy took the phone. “Yeah?”

“I’m sorry about last night. It was a real shit show. Didn’t get free until late.”

“Yeah, a real shame.”

“Did you have breakfast yet?”

“No.”

“I’ll get donuts. What kind of donuts do you like?”

“Don’t like any kind.”

“What do you like?”

“To be left alone.”

Cindy gave her a disapproving glare.

Sammy sighed. “All right, eggs then.”

“Okay, how do you like your eggs?”

“In a carton, eighteen if you can find that size, a slab of bacon, and sausage links.” Sammy cupped the phone. “Do we have cheese?”

“I don’t think so.”

“And some cheese, grated if you can find it.”

“Am I doing your weekly shopping?”

“Yeah.”

“You really are a hard-ass, you know.”

“I know.”

A light chuckle peppered Sammy’s ear. “Are you going to make coffee, or should I bring my own?”

“If you want it, you’ll have to bring it.”

“See you in a few minutes.”

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