“Of course. Well, thank you again for being such a gracious host.”
“Thank you. Do you want to talk to Quinn again?”
“Yes, please. Goodbye, Mark. It was nice speaking with you.”
“Uh, same here, Mrs. Mann. Take care of yourself. Quinn.” I gave the phone back to him.
“Hello again, Mother.” I listened in on his side of the conversation. “No, you’re right, the ground is too hard to go riding on Sunday. Do you want me to—”…“Oh, you are?”…“Well, tell Aunt Allison hello from me.”…“Excuse me?”…“Oh, yes, I will.” He glanced at me. “I’ll make a point of it.”…“Yes, I love you too, Mother. Bye.” He switched off his phone and put it away.
“That was easy.” I leaned against the counter. Quinn had been worrying over how to get out of that ride without injuring her pride. In spite of what she might thi
