“I think she knows what every single person in Huckleberry Bay orders.”

“And some of the tourists, just by looking at them,” Sarah agrees with a laugh. “She’s the sweetest. What are you guys up to after this?”

“I have to get back to work,” June says. “The crew will be at Luna’s barn tomorrow morning to start in, and I want to make sure everything is ready to go. We should probably climb up to the attic space and make sure there’s nothing up there.”

“Nothing’s up there,” I confirm. “If there were, it would have fallen down years ago.”

“Still, we should check,” she says and sips the cherry cola that Sunny just dropped off. “The crew will work around the car for a day or two until Wolfe moves it.”

“I think he’s just waiting for confirmation on the sale of the garage,” I reply. “I can’t imagine Mr. Barranger forbidding Wolfe from storing the car in there, though.”

“Mr. Barranger left,” June says, surprising us. “He moved up to Portland to live with his son and grandkids. So, I can pretty much guarantee that it won’t be a problem.”

“Good.”

“What about you, Luna?”

We pause as Sunny delivers our burgers and fries, and when she’s established that we have everything we need, she hurries off again, and I pop a french fry into my mouth.

“I have to start taking notes from Rose’s diary because I have questions. Oh, and I need to get ready for a date.”

I smile in satisfaction when they both pause in their eating and stare at me.

“I hope it’s with Wolfe,” Sarah says.

“Of course, it’s with Wolfe.” I laugh and take a big bite of my cheeseburger.

“After the lip-locking I witnessed, it’s not with anyone else,” June says. “Is it weird, though?”

“In what way?”

“You’ve known him since you were kids. You used to play around the neighborhood together.”

“Yeah, we did. But he’s been gone for a long time, and I don’t really know him at all anymore. Not as an adult. I only know how he was back then. And, of course, I knew his parents because they were our neighbors. But he’s been gone longer than Sarah was and had a whole crazy career in Europe. Though, now that you mention it, I guess I need to start asking him some questions.”

“Hard to do that when his tongue is down your throat,” June says, and I toss a fry at her.

She just eats it.

“I was gone for a long time, but I’m pretty much the same as when I left,” Sarah says, and June and I share a look.

“I call bullshit on that,” June says. “Respectfully, of course.”

“I mean, I was in a crappy marriage, but I’m still the same old Sarah.”

“No way,” I reply, agreeing with June. “Too much has happened to say that you’re the same now as you were at nineteen. None of us is exactly the same. And trust me, we have questions for you, too, but we’re giving you a chance to catch your breath.”

“I appreciate that,” she says softly. “And I don’t think I should bare my soul to you guys over burgers at Gordy’s.”

“No, it needs to be over wine.” I offer her a wink.

“Okay, back to your date,” Sarah says. “Where are you going?”

“I don’t know. He said something about dinner, but I don’t know where. I’m letting him figure it all out.”

“Nice,” June says with a nod. “It’s so nice when you don’t have to be the one to do the choosing.”

“Right?” I pop another fry into my mouth. “Men always complain that we never know what to eat, but at the end of the day, we just want them to choose.”

“It’s not our fault if they choose crappy places,” Sarah adds. “We’re so levelheaded. Why is it so hard?”

“Exactly.”

When the food is gone, and we’ve said our goodbyes to Sunny, we walk back out to my car so I can drive us back to the lighthouse. About a quarter of a mile away from the restaurant, my car just…dies.

Right in front of Lighthouse Pizza.

“What in the hell?” I ask as the car coasts to a stop. I try to start it again, but nothing happens.

“It’s dead,” June says helpfully.

“Crap.” I hit the heel of my hand on the steering wheel and then look at my friends. “We’ll have to roll it out of the street.”

“Like, push it?” Sarah asks, sounding mildly horrified.

“Yep. June, you and Sarah take the back, and I’ll steer and push at the same time.”

“I feel like we’re kind of badass,” Sarah says as she and June jump out and assume their positions at the back of the car. “We’re ready!”

I have the driver’s door open, and with it in neutral, I help them push while steering the car toward the pizza place’s parking lot.

Just as I’m about to turn off the main road, a Porsche Cayenne pulls up beside us and the driver’s side window lowers.

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