Chapter 32Chris had refilled our coffee cups and removed the plates, and I was about to ask for the check when a shadow fell over our table.
“Will?”
He looked up and then grinned and jumped up. “Cathy!”
“I thought that was you. Hello, cuz.” She hugged him over the fence. “It’s good to see you again.”
“It’s good to see you too. This is Theo, my fiancé. Theo, my cousin, Cathy.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” I had risen—Ma had taught me manners—and now I offered her my hand. “I won’t even hold it against you that your father is an…a jerk.”
“You don’t have to mince words with me, although I appreciate the intention. My father is what he is.” Her smile was crooked. “But let’s not talk about him.” She turned back to Wills and drew a petite redhead forward. “I have someone I want you to meet.” B
