We turned the last corner and the Crossed Arms came in view. Maddy started and leaned forward.
“You live here?” she said.
“Uh, yeah,” I replied, suddenly thinking that my home wasn’t good enough for her. “So do Warren and Julia.”
“I think I know this place.”
“You...?” What the hell was going on here?
We parked and there was Glen with his long hair wearing a pair of swim trunks sunning himself by the pool. As for taking over as temporary manager it didn’t appear that he wasn’t too put out. He waved at me but then he quickly swung his legs over and stood up, staring intently at Maddy’s vehicle. I got out and waved back but his eyes were on -
“Miss Maddy?” he called.
“Glen? Glen Sulvor, is that you?”
They practically ran to each other and embraced. What the hell?
A brief flare of jea
