ladies, I hope to see some of y’all in a few minutes. Christy’s doing hair for free today,” she said in a sing-song voice. “I have enough room for about six if we put in the third-row seating.”
They excitedly began talking as she continued through the house, and she smiled again. It was hard to not become involved with each woman who came through the doors, but she’d had to steel herself the more she worked here. If it were up to her, she’d take every woman and child who walked through the door home with her, but wearing her heart on her sleeve like that had become dangerous. Her heart had broken each time someone left without a plan and then came back months later beaten and bruised. While she fought for the victim, she had to learn that she wasn’t that person and that she couldn’t live their lives for them. It had been a hard lesson to learn, but she had. Walking over to her desk, she grabbed the invoices she needed Heaven Hill to pay and faxed them quickly. Hopefully by the time they got back, Ashley would be there and they could talk about the woman who had Meredith worried.
*
“This piece of shit engine is going to be the death of me.” Liam grunted as he fought to get it out of the car he was working on.
Tyler came up behind him and helped him turn the crank that was raising it out of the body of the vehicle.
“Thank you,” Liam heaved, putting his hands on his knees when they had it raised.
“I have a longer arm span than you; it wasn’t as much work for me.”
Liam couldn’t help but laugh. Tyler had never been one to take compliments well, but he was still paid them all the time. “Whatever, man. Thank you.”
The two went to work on the other things on the checklist for this car, and they worked in silence for long minutes before Liam spoke up. “How are things going?”
Tyler quirked an eyebrow as he lifted the edge of his shirt and wiped off his forehead. “It’s hot as fuck, but I’m good. How about you?”
“That’s not what I meant. How are things going with Meredith and Addie?”
The smile transformed his friends face. “Fan-fucking-tastic. I couldn’t have asked for a better kid to come into our lives. She’s amazing, even if I’m never gonna be able to do her hair. Speaking of, how the fuck do you do Tatum’s?”
Liam looked around to make sure nobody heard. “Practiced with one of Mandy’s old dolls.”
“For real? Mer told me she did the same thing, but I didn’t believe her.”
“For real,” Liam confirmed. “It was easier than trying to work on her while she was squirming. Once I got the mechanics of everything down, it was easier. Give it a try and see what happens. You might be surprised.”
“I’ll have to do that.” Tyler nodded. “That’s the only thing I seem to be strugglin’ with when it comes to her. I can’t do her hair for shit, and then she ends up cryin’ ’cause I get frustrated and almost pull her bald.” He shook his head. “Damn.”
“I know what you mean, but it does get easier, and hey, at some point they learn to do their own hair, they learn to use the bathroom on their own, and they learn to clothe themselves. I figure we’re almost there.”
Tyler wasn’t stupid; he could tell Liam had something else he wanted to ask. The two had been friends long enough that there weren’t secrets between them. “Why are you beatin’ around the bush?”
“Okay, I’m bein’ nosey and I’m sorry, but I was just wondering. Have you and Meredith quit trying?”
Tyler was confused. “Trying to do what?”
Liam blushed because he liked to think he wasn’t a gossiper, but this had been such a part of his friend’s life for so long. They’d shared many beers over this; they’d smoked many cigarettes while they contemplated what was going to happen month to month. “Trying to have a biological child.”
The words couldn’t have hit him in the face any harder. That hadn’t even been a thought on his radar. “I