Chapter 166

“She’s just using you to spy on me,” Andy said. “Never underestimate a Spruce’s deviousness.” He leaned over Scooter’s arm. “What changed on the menu?”

“Added a couple of gluten-free items, yuck, but I don’t have t’ eat ‘em,” Scooter said, “and put together a carb-count sheet for Danielle’s mom, who’s diabetic.”

“Oh, that’s nice. Hey, Mom, did you get that thing sorted out with your dress?”

“Of course, dear,” Eleanor said. “I went to the shop and spoke to the seamstress myself.”

“Hooboy,” Andy huffed, “do I owe the shop for psychological damages or—” He broke off laughing as Eleanor shook her finger at him threateningly.