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but right now the flu is knocking down a few more staff than usual.” She sipped her milk, reminding him of a kitten lapping cream. “Well, that and blind dates.”
    “Excuse me?”
    “One of the missing waitresses had a blind date, I guess. At least that’s the rumor.” She toyed with a bit of crust. “I hope it’s not true or Trudy might fire her.”
    “Can she afford to?”
    “Afford to or not, she will. Trudy’s funny that way. You could break every glass in the place, but if you’re honest and here on time, she’ll keep you on.”
    “I’m thinking honesty is important in a business of this nature.”
    “Yeah.” The song changed from an upbeat to a slow tune on the jukebox. “So how long are you in town?”
    “A week.”
    The reminder of why he was back here was enough to loosen the fit of his pants a bit, but not much.
    “You staying with family?”
    He shook his head. “Nah. Bunking at the motel on University. You?”
    “I live here.”
    He chuckled. “Right. Sorry.”
    “My mom and I did live together for a while, though…”
    Something in her voice captured his attention.
    She cleared her throat. “She passed a little over two months ago.”
    “I’m sorry to hear it.” Damn. Talk about a pants-loosening change in conversation.
    “Thanks. She was sick for a long time. Lymphoma. She was diagnosed shortly after she moved here.”
    He didn’t know what to say, so he said nothing.
    They ate in silence for a while.
    Then she leaned back and groaned. “God, I can’t believe I ate so much of this. I feel like I’m going to burst.”
    Mace looked at where they’d nearly polished off all four pies. “I can’t believe it, either. Although I think I have a ways to go before I reach bursting stage.”
    She smiled. “I may have room for a bite or two more.”
    Geneva Davis was unlike any woman he’d met in a good long while. By now, most of the women he usually dated would have checked their lipstick at least twice and made one run to the ladies’ room to check on the rest of their appearance.
    Of course, he allowed that this wasn’t much like a date, either.
    Still…
    “Are you career?” she asked.
    “Military? Nah. Six months to go.”
    He found it interesting he’d answered in the negative. When had he made the decision not to sign up for another tour?
    Just then, he realized. No matter what happened at Lazarus this week, he knew he didn’t want to exchange active duty for a desk job in Washington.
    “Thank you,” he said.
    “For what?”
    “For asking me that. I didn’t know what my answer would be until you did.”
    “You were considering staying longer?”
    “I was.”
    “But not anymore.”
    He took in her pretty face. “Not anymore.”
    His cell phone vibrated at the same time hers rang.
    They laughed. Mace took his out of his pocket even as she consulted hers.
    Janine.
    Damn.
    He refused the late-hour call and put the cell back into his pocket, watching as she pretty much did the same thing.
    Then she began toying with the crust again.
    “Someone you don’t want to hear from?” he asked.
    She nodded. “You?”
    “Yeah.”
    Then, surprisingly, he found himself telling her all about Janine and what had gone down eight months earlier.
    He couldn’t be sure how long he’d talked, or exactly how much he’d revealed, but she’d patiently listened, nodding when the situation called for it, making encouraging sounds when he needed them.
    “So…just to be sure I’m following you,” she said once he finally stopped talking and teetered on the verge of regret for having said too much. “She not only left you for someone else because you were gone too long… She was messing around with him while you were still a couple, even introducing him as a friend to you during your last leave and including him in things you did together…. And now that you’re back, she wants to see you again?”
    He grimaced. “That would be the long and the short of it, yes.”
    “How do