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soft drinks. Hopefully this would say she was sorry.
    When the pizzas arrived, she took them down to the bungalow where the two men were working. It was almost dark . . . the gloaming of the day.
    “Hello,” she called. She found them in one of the bedrooms fighting with a sash. “I thought you guys might be hungry so I ordered some food,” she said as she laid pizza boxes on a dresser along with some paper plates and napkins.
    “Smells good,” offered Mike’s man, Juan, who climbed down his ladder and went to wash his hands.
    Eva put some pizza slices and salad on a plate and offered it to Mike who was still working. “Mike, don’t you want something to eat?”
    “Not hungry now. Just leave the plate there. I might eat some later.”
    Stung by his refusal to eat the food she had ordered, Eva tried another tactic. “Can I help?”
    “We’re fine. You’ll just be in the way.”
    “Oh. Okay then. See you tomorrow.”
    “Sure thing. I’ll try to be on time.”
    Juan passed Eva in the hallway. “Hey, thanks for the food.”
    Eva gave a brief smile and nodded goodbye as she left the bungalow.
    As soon as Mike heard the door slam shut, he got off his ladder and helped himself to some bottled water and salad.
    “Why didn’t you tell her you can’t eat pizza?” asked Juan, looking inquisitively at his boss.
    “I don’t like people to know that I’m diabetic,” groused Mike. “It might hurt me getting a job.”
    “I don’t think that is it. You’re sulking.”
    Mike reared up. “Sulking. That’s ridiculous.”
    “If you say so.”
    “She makes me feel stupid.”
    Juan laughed. “Why would that woman make you feel stupid, a big man like you?”
    Mike pointed a fork at Juan. “She doesn’t like me. I can sense it.”
    “Must all women like you?”
    “I’ve never had a woman not like me. I don’t like it.”
    “You think too much of yourself. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t flirt with you.” Juan stuffed his mouth with salad. “She brought us food. That’s good enough for me.”
    “That’s just to keep us working late tonight, the dragon.”
    Juan mugged. “We work late because you were at the doctor’s. Should have told her.”
    Mike shook his head. “The less people know about my life, the better. I don’t want to give anyone reason not to hire me. I need the money too much.”
    “Your secret is safe with me. Next time you’re late, call me and I will come right over. That will placate this woman. As long as she sees someone working, she’s happy. Happy woman, happy life.”
    “That’s happy wife, happy life, you idiot.”
    Mike reached for a pizza slice.
    Juan grabbed the box out of Mike’s reach, shaking his finger at him.
    “Sugar too high. Maybe another day for pizza but not today.”
    “Damn. It smells so good.”
    “If you had eaten breakfast or lunch, you wouldn’t have passed out. It’s your own fault.”
    “Juan, there are times when I just hate you.”
    Juan gave Mike a wide grin and stuffed more pizza in his mouth.

10
    E va awoke to the lonely sound of a whale calling in the distance. Since it was a full moon, she stumbled out of bed and made her way to the bay. Eva had to admit the grounds looked fantastic with the solar nightlights sparkling like diamonds surrounding the pathways and with the small LED lights she had positioned on bushy trees. After sunset, the motel looked festive and friendly and above all, comforting.
    The night was bright with the moonlight reflecting off the water, but Eva couldn’t see the whale. Maybe it wasn’t a whale but the repeated call of a lost ship. Or maybe it was the wail of a mournful mermaid.
    In the distance a pod of dolphins surfaced and then dove back into the water. They looked like they were playing.
    Eva gasped with delight.
    “You like dolphins?”
    Eva swung around with her hands folded into fists.
    Mike was standing behind her watching the dolphins.
    “You scared the holy crap out of me! Damn it. You need to