Chapter Twenty-Four
Susannah
A few days later, I met Lucy for lunch at Firehouse Café. I ordered tea again instead of coffee because my doctor suggested I cut back on coffee. Who knew this would be such a challenge? Armed with my tea and my favorite blueberry scone, I waited for Lucy to arrive.
Lucy was one of several friends I might grab a bite with here and there. Today, I needed advice. If anyone could give it to me, Lucy could.
Within a few minutes, the bell above the door jingled, and I glanced over to see Lucy walking in. I smiled the moment I saw her. She was so gorgeous with her almost fairy-like features—fine-boned and just plain beautiful. Not that she gave a damn. She worked in construction and dressed for her job. Today, she was sporting a pair of overalls over a fitted T-s
