She called, “Lyn-et-ta! Rick! We’ve got com-pa-ny!” but then stopped short when she saw Juli and Mrs. Baker.
“Well, what’s this?” she asked. “Homemade pies?” Mrs. Baker said, “Blackberry cheesecake and pecan.”
“They look wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!” My mother was acting so hyper I couldn’t believe it.
She took Juli’s pie, then whooshed a path to the kitchen with Mrs. Baker.
Lynetta appeared from around the corner, which made Matt and Mike grin and say, “Hey, Lyn. Lookin’ good.”
Black skirt, black nails, black eyes – for a nocturnal rodent, yeah, I suppose she was looking good.
They disappeared down to Lynetta’s room, and when I turned around,
my granddad was taking Mr. Baker into the front room, which left me in the entry hall with Juli. Alone.
She wasn’t looking at me. She seemed to be looking at everything but me.
And I felt like an idiot, standing there in my geeky button-down shirt with pinched cheeks and nothing to say.
And I got so nervous about having nothing to say that my heart started going wacko on me,
hammering like it does right before a race or a game or something.
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