an active, cheerful place. Dave nodded a greeting to one of the townâs pharmacists, tipped his hat to the woman whoâd taught Robin in third grade, and grinned at a couple of kids licking madly as they tried to keep pace with rapidly melting ice cream cones.
âI didnât figure youâd have boots and a hat,â he said to Cassidy.
âMaribeth at Days of Your is really nice.â
âShe is.â So Cassidy had bought her gear at the thrift shop. That explained the comfortable, broken-in look.
âShe wanted to get her hair and nails done for a date, so I looked after the shop on my lunch break yesterday. She gave me the hat and boots as a thank-you.â
âHuh.â That was nice of Cassidyâand enterprising. âSounds like youâre starting to fit in here.â
She tilted her head up to him, eyes sparkling irresistibly under her hat brim. âItâs a great place. People are so warm and friendly.â She winked. âGuess I can see why you live here.â
He chuckled. âLike Iâve ever had a choice?â That was pretty much the truth, but it was also true that Caribou Crossing was the only place in the world he could imagine living.
An RCMP car pulled up beside them and Karen MacLean rolled down the window. âHey, Dave.â She was in uniform, her striking features set off by the neatly pulled back brown hair and police cap.
âHey, Karen.â Amused at the inquisitive expression in his friendâs golden-brown eyes, he stopped and Cassidy did the same. Merlin jumped up to rest his paws against the window frame and collect pats.
âKaren,â he said, âmeet the Wild Roseâs newest employee, Cassidy Esperanza. Cassidy, this is Sergeant Karen MacLean, second in command of our RCMP detachment.â
After the two women exchanged smiles and greetings, Dave said, âCassidy wanted to go riding, and Robin couldnât pass up the opportunity to give her a few pointers.â
âYou couldnât have a better teacher,â Karen said. Then, to Dave, âMadisun went over the final details with Jamal and me. Itâs going to be great.â
âYou getting nervous?â
âJust eager. Canât wait for it to be official. Well, I donât want to hold you up. Have a great ride. Nice to meet you, Cassidy. Iâm sure Iâll be seeing you around.â
âYou bet. If you come over to the Wild Rose when Iâm working in the restaurant, Iâll shoot you a complimentary cappuccino.â She winked. âJust donât tell the boss.â
Dave rolled his eyes.
When Karen had driven away, Cassidy asked, âSheâs getting married?â
âNext month. Neither she nor Jamal are church people, so theyâre doing it in the town square. Hoping for clear skies, but theyâve got tents on standby. The receptionâs at the Wild Rose. And Karenâs family will be staying at the inn, so we want to be extra nice to them.â
âIs Jamalâs family here in town?â
âI gather he doesnât have family. Or many friends. Heâs RCMP as well, and worked undercover for a lot of years. Itâs not exactly a stable life.â
âNo, I bet it isnât. Is he still doing it?â
Dave shook his head. âNow heâs head of the Williams Lake RCMP detachment. He and Karen bought a house and a little chunk of land between Caribou Crossing and Williams Lake.â
Before Jamal entered the picture, Dave and Karen used to get together for an occasional dinner or movie, just as friends, but now they only saw each other for lunch every few weeks. He missed her company but was glad sheâd found a good guy; she wanted all that home and family stuff and deserved to have it.
He just wished she hadnât joined the ranks of the females in his life who pushed him to date. How many times had some well-intentioned relative or friend told him he needed to dip