Chapter 50: Talk With Cal

“Buy you a cold one, sweet cheeks,” he said.

“Thanks, Cal.”

He poured the amber liquid into a cup emblazoned with the number one blue collar beer. When he turned back his face looked grim. “We missed you, Mallory. I missed you”

“Thanks, Cal.”

“Are you leaving us for good?”

She patted his hand. “Wild horses couldn’t drag me away. But I am going home to shower in a little bit. I’ve got a new cell number so call me if anything goes wrong.”

“Sure thing. And we’re so glad you’re back.”

“Thanks, Cal.”

She floated to her car, secure in the knowledge that she was where she belonged.

***

Trey didn’t move from his chair.

Jo plopped herself on the one Stone had occupied. Her jaw was set and her eyes on fire. “You’re an idiot.”

“Yes, I’m feeling that way.”

“You shouldn’t be here moping. You should be there making sure Mallory doesn’t leave again.”

“She should be here.”