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don’t tell
nobody I gave you two.” She pointed a finger at me. “When folks ask for seconds
I tell them, ‘No.’ They’re so popular I have to ration them out.”
    “I can see why,” I said coveting the one
she handed me.
    “Now go on. Get!” She turned me around by
my shoulders and gave me a gentle push. “Brie’ll take your order,” she said. I
turned and smiled at her as she started brushing butter on the tops of the
biscuits. “And I’ll bring you some of these,” she called after me.
    I held on tight to my cup of fruit and
found a table in the far corner of the room near the front of the house. I
looked over and saw Oliver Gibbons, cigarette hanging from his lips, right
where I had spotted him earlier.
    Such a flirt.
    Leaning in close, whispering to her, “Casanova”
Gibbons touched his woman companion tenderly as he spoke. He hovered over her
as if she was his one and only and he was madly in love with her. Yet, she
clearly was a different blonde than the one I saw him with the day before. The
one that he had treated the same way as he was now treating this woman.
    I chuckled as I watched him. In such a
small town, how could he get away with what he was doing?
    And why did Renmar talk to him about me? I
wonder what she could have said.
    I couldn’t do any real work over at the
Island until my mother got back with me. I pulled out my phone to check to see
if I had missed any calls or texts from her. I didn’t want to get jammed up in a
bunch of lies with these people here like I had done with FBI guy. They were
such nice people.
    Looking up from my phone, I saw Brie
taking an order at a table across the room. I waved her over and she held up a
finger. “Be right witc’ya, Honeybun,” she said and smiled. “You want me to
bring some coffee?”
    I nodded. The two cups of fruit was
filling, but I figured I’d still order something to go with the biscuits that
Renmar was bringing out for me.
    I looked back down at my phone. No missed
calls. No texts. I backed up a screen, figured I’d check the weather while I
waited for Brie. I tapped on Safari and typed in www.weather.com .
Lifting my eyes from the phone, I saw Brie go over and start to pick up a pot
of coffee from the warmer, but someone coming in the front door distracted her.
    Nearly dropping the glass pot, she ran to
the door on the other side of the wall from where I sat. Once she went behind
the wall I couldn’t see her, but I could hear her clearly.
    Everyone could hear her.
    “Bay!” I heard her exclaim. “I can’t
believe ya’ here! Boy, com’ere. Give me a hug. Ain’t you a sight for sore
eyes?”
    Then she appeared from behind the wall
back in the doorway pulling someone behind her. She called toward the kitchen.
“Renmar!” she yelled. “Come here right now! You ain’t gone believe who’s here.”
And then he walked into my line of sight.
    I dropped my phone into my ramekin filled
with fruit.
    Oh crap!
    I slid down in my seat. I wanted to crawl
under the table.
    It was the FBI guy from Itza.
    Had he followed me here?
    Was he here to arrest me?
    Brie sure seemed to know him. But it
seemed that everyone around here knew everyone else so that might not mean too
much.
    “Bay!” This time it was Renmar who
screamed his name. She ran out from the back and practically threw herself
against him and wrapped him in a bear hug.
    “Hi, Ma,” he said.
    She’s his mother? Jesus!
    “My baby,” Renmar pushed away from him and
gave him a once over, then she grabbed him and hugged him tight. Again. Over
her shoulder she must’ve spotted Miss Vivee. “Mother,” she said breaking her
hold on FBI guy. “Look what the cat drug in!”
    “Grandmother,” Bay said turning to Miss
Vivee just as she came into my sight. “Look at you. You look younger every time
I see you.”
    She put her arm out to him, a big grin on
her face. “There’s my baby.”
    And then everyone in the dining room got
up to see him. Smiling. Kissing him.