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of it. Great, now they could classify the monstrosity as a playground as well. Someone in a white pickup parked across the street was taking pictures. I just hoped Pecan Bayou wasn’t in the running for a world’s ugliest town competition.
    I continued down the street, driving past the new Super Stay Motel. As I drove by, Baxter Digby stepped out of his silver Escalade which sported a Digby campaign bumper sticker on the back. What would he be doing at the motel in the middle of the day? As if he knew I was watching him, he looked around from side to side. I couldn't exactly duck down in my car, so I jerked my gaze forward. When I pulled up to the stop sign on the corner, I looked back in my rearview mirror. Digby took out a card and placed it in the door slot of one of the motel rooms. Maybe he and his wife were meeting in the middle of the day for a rendezvous? An afternoon in the Super Stay didn’t really ring romance in my head. Cheap, maybe, but romance, never.  Maybe it wasn't his wife on the other side of that door.
    I suddenly wished I hadn’t witnessed Digby’s possible indiscretion. This was just the kind of news Rocky would love to get his hands on. A city council member having an affair? It was ten times better than the bake sale going on down at the VFW. I didn't feel I needed to add "scooping to the tabloids" to my work resume, so I just kept driving. There was probably a reasonable explanation for this. Maybe it was a candidate planning meeting. I had trouble believing that. Whatever it was, I decided to keep it to myself for now.
    A few minutes later, as I carried in my shower gifts, my cell phone began ringing in my purse, which was still in the car. I hurried to my car to reach over the driver’s seat and answer it before it went to voice mail.
    "Mom! Hey Mom. Have you heard about the storm?" Zach was calling from camp again. I still hadn’t called the counselor to ask about the poker game and to send more funds for my high rollers. Then again he might be calling to tell me the camp was sending everybody home.
    "Yes. It's all over the news here, too. Your dad and I have discussed a plan for you guys."
    "Good. Who’s going to pick us up?"
    "Actually you're probably out of the storm's path that far upstate and safer than if you would be in Pecan Bayou."
    "Is that what Leo saw on the screens at the weather bureau?"
    "Yes. I've been watching it too, but I can't drive there and get you because there's a chance I could go into labor on the way."
    "Cool."
    "You won't think it's very cool if you have to deliver your little brother or sister."
    "Mom. I'm a scout. We get all kinds of training."
    I would be really surprised if there was an obstetrics badge, I thought. "I'm glad to know that, but I’ll just use a doctor instead. We also think it would be a better idea if you were to stay there."
    "Mom," he begged, his voice catching in between soprano and alto.
    "It will be okay, Zach. Have your counselors talked to you about a storm plan?"
    "Yeah. We have a plan. We've been doing weather drills. All that stuff."
    "Now you listen to them, because though your dad says the weather isn't coming your way, we still want to make sure you know what to do in an emergency."
    "I'm listening."
    "Great. Maybe we should be calling each other at least once a day."
    "Sure, and if you have a baby, pleeeeease call me."
    As if I would forget. "You know I will. Love you. Oh, and no more gambling."
    "Love you, too. No more gambling, and I can't wait to see my new brother or sister. When will you tell me what it is?"
    "You'll find out soon enough."
     

     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER SIX
     
     
    By the time I crawled into bed that evening, I was beyond tired. I expected Leo at eleven o’clock, so I took the extra time to relax. Butch lay snoring on the carpet next to the bed. Who knew a dog could be so loud?
    I opened my copy of What to Expect When You’re Expecting . This had been a gift to me when I was expecting Zach and