“YOU KNOW HE UP and left Tyler high and dry all those years ago. Broke her heart all to pieces.”
“And now he’s back?”
“Not only back but playing leading man to her leading lady in the musical.”
“No!”
At the tone of utter disbelief from the next booth, Cecily Dixon smiled into her mocha. To her mind, one of the greatest amusements of living in a small town was eavesdropping on the gossip. And boy, were Southerners champions at gossiping.
“I thought Tucker McGee got that part.”
“He did, but he broke his leg last week. Brody was the understudy. I heard Tyler nearly left the play over it.”
“Well, who could blame her?”
For the price of her favorite coffee at The Daily Grind, Cecily got the pleasure of stepping in and out of a series of little one-act plays. Though she’d only been in Wis
