I"D SAT AT the kitchen table more times than I wanted to count, but never with Emily and Linda alone. I sipped my whiskey, savoring the warm and unique flavor. Being home felt, well, it felt right. I had a new friend in my mother-in-law, and I told her I was grateful for her time and patience. She said I owed her "a hundred bucks," that I"d lost the bet.
I"D SAT AT“What bet?”
“I bet myself that you would come home and you and Linda would get your heads on straight. And I bet a hundred dollars that you"d pay me if I was right. So pay up.”
“How is that a bet with me?” Linda giggled softly at Emily"s audacity.
“Are you staying?” Emily asked.
“Yes.”
“Then I won because I"m right.”
Her logic defied argument, so I told her I"d pay her in the morning.
“Good. That"ll pay for the gas and to
