When the two women were seated on the couch, Oliver came over. Cathy thought he may have been upstairs sleeping in his usual spot on her bed because he hadn’t come into the kitchen when she’d brought in his bag of stew meat.
“Now you show up, Oliver. You’ll have to wait for your snack while I talk with my friend. If you’re patient, you’ll get the meat right after I speak with Nancy.”
Oliver looked at her through his big blue eyes, but she was determined to ignore him. Turning her back on the cat, she went back to Nancy. “Are you okay? Tell me what’s bothering you? Was it something that happened at Doug’s house? You seemed to be enjoying yourself.”
“I had a great time. That’s the problem.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s Brian. Do you recall that I dated him a few years ago?”
Cathy had ne
