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surveillance wearing his hat, sitting on horseback and looking through some binoculars.
    “How many clients do you have ?” she asked as they cross ed the road.
    “Don’t tell anyone , but Emily’s going to be my first client.”
    “My lips are sealed , but I know you’ll do a great job. If anyone can get Gr ans out of this stupid mess you can.”
    “That’s my SUV, ” said Wade pointing to a black Jeep Grand Cherokee . He put the bag down and popped open the trunk. First he loaded in Sophie’s suitcase , and then took the bag off her s houlder and placed it on top of it before closing the back door.
    “What happened to your black , what was it , a Camero?”
    “That bit the dust years ago.”
    He opened and held the passenge r door for her , and she climbed onto the running board and slid into the seat.
    “Do you remember we used to take it to the drive-in movie theater ?” she asked him when he got in beside her.
    “Yep, a movie and popcorn for two for just $5 ,” he said sticking the key into the ignition.
    “You always were a cheap date,” said Sophie settling back down in the seat.
    Wade backed the car out, stopping momentarily to let a car pass.
    “I was not.”
    “You were , too. Rememb er those flowers you bought me?”
    Wade laughed as he checked the traffic and then merged onto the road leading back to the freeway. “Edith told me I could take whatever I wanted from her garden.”
    “She was smar ter than you ga ve her credit for because her garden was always overgrown with weeds .”
    “Yeah, so she got some free weeding done that day,” said Wade.
    They both burst out laughing. Sophie knew the reason she was in this very situation, sitting here, being taken back to Greenville was because her grandmother was in trouble, but nevertheless she couldn’t help but feel joy inside her. S omething in the pit of her stomach made her feel good. She had Wade beside her again . Nothing bad ever happened when he was around.
    Sophie turned on the radio and was about to switch stations.
    “Hey, I like that music. Don’t tell me you’ve gone from country to rock and roll since you’ve been on the West Coast . What do they call it in Seattle, Gringe?”
    Sophie laughed again. “It’s actually Grunge , and no, I still love country music , but tha t song was all about crying in your beer.”
    “Crying in your beer , what’s that all about ?” he asked momentarily taking his eyes off the road to look at her. “Well, young lady, you’ve become a cynical country girl since you’ve been in the big city. Nothing quite like listening to a cry your hear t out in your beer ditt y as you travel the highways.”
    They both burst out laughing . If this kept up all the way home , her cheek s were going to ache like hell tomorrow.
    She attempted to change stations again , but Wade put his hand on top of hers. He obviously didn’t do it to stop her because he just let his fingers rest on top o f hers before running one of them over her knuckles. It tickled and felt good.
    Sophie closed her eyes wanting to turn her hand over and hold onto his. He didn’t move his hand when he asked, “Are you seeing anyone?”
    She looked at him.
    Why is he asking me that? Does he think there’s still a chance for us?
    “I’ve been seeing someone off and on for a couple of months , but it’s nothing serious, more friends than anything else.”
    It was true . She and David went out at least once a week , but she never thought of him as serious boyfriend material ; and sh e guessed he felt the same way about her , too. They were just two people who enjoyed one another’s company every so often.
    “How about you?” asked Sophie, not sure why she’d asked.
    “I’m…”
    Sophie looked at him, her heart slowly sinking because she knew what was coming next.
    “I’m dat ing a woman who’s not from Greenville . She just bought the beauty salon.”
    Sophie nodded and then looked out of the window. So he hadn’t asked