Chapter 25

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The confession throbbed in Garrett’s ear.

He breathed a sigh of relief when the crowd erupted in peals of laughter. Again, Eron made a production of bowing to each corner of the room. He followed Eron back to the table. Mary Ellen had a frozen smile on her face, Johnette’s mouth agape.

As Eron sat down, Mary Ellen cackled and slapped his arm. “Always the prankster,” she said.

Johnette gave a weak chuckle, but looked away.

Eron grinned and raised his glass at Fred. He nodded and raised his glass back at Eron.

“Well, you folks play rough. Patricia and I can’t keep up with you,” Rip said as he rose out of his seat with no indication if they were amused or horrified.

“Ah, Rip, come on. Have another drink with us. I’m sorry. I was just joshin’. Garrett and I went too far,” Eron said.

“No worries, Eron. I’ll see you Monday.” He held his hand up to his mouth. “Patricia’s developed a headache, we should go,” he staged whispered.

Eron shrugged and waved goodbye.