Chapter Fifteen
I’ll admit, we didn’t have much of a game plan after talking to Morgan, so I shouldn’t have been surprised Leah’s expression was one of horror when I placed a spontaneous call to Natalie the following afternoon. Something about my chat with Morgan had inspired me and sometimes, you’ve gotta trust your gut. I only hoped my instincts hadn’t gotten confused by the overabundance of Sour Patch Kids currently rumbling around in my tummy.
“You just invited…Natalie…over…for drinks,” Leah commented slowly, after I’d hung up. “Natalie.”
I shrugged. “I guess we’d better move the potted plants.”
Natalie promptly arrived an hour later. Seeing her fresh face and perky smile, it was hard to rationalize her snarling exchange with Arch as she hugged us and presented us with Costco-sized
