Threads of the Heart by Jeannie Levig

Author:Jeannie Levig
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781626394193
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2015-05-26T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Dusty stood beside the small, makeshift karaoke stage, surveying the party guests gathered in the front room. The costumes varied from traditional witches and zombies to princesses and fairies all the way to what looked like an enormous Tic Tac, for God’s sake. What was that about? Maggie had outdone herself on the decorations throughout the house and grounds, and everything had been perfectly planned and arranged until the caterer’s van had ended up smashed into a guardrail on the freeway. The workers walked away uninjured, but the canapés, stuffed mushrooms, and spring rolls went to the great hors d’oeuvre tray in the sky. Dusty’s job now was to make sure the guests had drinks and were entertaining one another while the caterer, Maggie, and Tess frantically threw together some deviled eggs and brochette, along with whatever else they could come up with from the contents of Maggie’s kitchen and the nearest market. Dusty was in charge of the front room and the main living room while Addison covered the patio and backyard. Everything seemed to be going well, a good time being had by all.

She listened as an Arabian princess covered in veils belted out, a little off key, “Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover” from the stage and felt grateful that her costume concealed her identity as she noticed one of her most recent, though still fairly long ago, one-night-stands come through the front door alone. It always went better if someone from her past came in with a date. Just to be on the safe side, she stepped back a pace, moving further into the corner.

Eve’s laughter caught her attention from across the room, and she turned to watch Sammi flick the red plume feather of the headband that went with Eve’s flapper costume. Decked out in bell-bottoms patched with hearts, a fringed leather vest over a psychedelic shirt, a bandana tying back her hair, and love beads draped around her neck, Sammi gazed at a flushed Eve with evident affection. The two women sat facing one another on the sofa, clearly intent on their own conversation. Their knees didn’t quite touch, but it was only a matter of time before contact would be made.

Dusty smiled as she remembered how nervous Eve had been before the party started.

Dusty had been sitting on the edge of her rumpled bed, pulling on a sock, when someone knocked. “Yeah,” she called, glancing at the door to the hall.

It was the bathroom door, though, that opened a crack. “Can I come in?” Eve asked.

“Sure.” In the weeks Eve had lived there and shared the bathroom with Dusty, she’d never ventured into Dusty’s room.

Eve stepped inside, her gaze moving over the contents of what’d been the house’s original master bedroom before Maggie and Addison added the third floor.

Dusty took a quick survey of her own, making sure no dirty underwear or other embarrassing paraphernalia littered the space. “What’s up?”

Eve hesitated. “This is your room?” It wasn’t really a question. “It looks somewhat like I’d expected, but different somehow, too.

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