listened to the bells and whistles, the voices, the sounds of money dropping into metal trays. This was certainly very different from Ardmore, Alabama, population 1096. She shivered when she thought of her last day in the small town.
âIâve been looking all over for you, honey.â
âIâve never seen anything like this, Birch. Money smells, did you know that?â
Birch laughed. âTomorrow or the day after, Iâll take you into the counting room. We had to buy a hydraulic lift to move the money from place to place. Money is heavy and, yes, money smells. Amazingly, people get sick from handling money. Are you ready to call it a night?â
âYes. How do you get used to this?â
âAfter a while it becomes just a place. The noise, the smoke, the late hours, it gets to you eventually. My father loved it. They called him The Emperor of Las Vegas. It was in his blood.â
âWill they call you The Emperor if you take over?â
âI doubt it. Tell me, what did you think of the family. Arenât they great?â
âAbsolutely. I know I made the wrong impression. I should have listened to you about this dress. Do you think they sell sackcloth in the boutiques?â
âMy sisters and mother arenât glitzy people. Aunt Bess and Aunt Billie are plain people, too. We even eat plain stuff. My father was the glitzy one because he had a very high profile. He tried to mold Mom into what he wanted her to be, but it didnât work. In the end he wanted her just the way she was. My mother is probably the most wonderful woman in the world with my sisters close runners-up. Youâll fit right in. Didnât you just love Iris? I was jealous when Sage started going with her. Mom, Sunny, and Billie loved her on sight. I think sheâs perfect.â
Celiaâs head bobbed up and down. âAre you saying you want me to be like your sisters, Iris, and your mother ?â
âHell, yes. When somethingâs perfect, donât mess with it. Youâre going to fit right in, honey. Iris will take you under her wing and show you the ropes. Wait till you see Sunrise. Weâre all going to go up there this weekend. I just made a snap decision here, but I know Sage and Iris will agree to a weekend get-together.â
âI see. What if I donât fit in, Birch?â
âWhy wouldnât you?â His voice was so puzzled that Celia grimaced.
âIâm not a nester, Birch. Iâve always been a free spirit. You told me that was one of the reasons you fell in love with me. I donât like rules and regulations. I like new things, new places, new interesting people. Costa Rica was fine for me because of you. I was somebody else there. I had to conform. That was part of the deal when I signed on. I didnât make a deal with you, Birch, to cook and sew and do all those housewifely things. Maybe later. For now I want to experience this wonderful place. I donât want a schedule, and I donât want someone making decisions for me. Is this going to be a problem for us?â
âI think the question is, what will you do? Do you plan to get a job?â
âA job!â She made the word sound obscene. âWill we need another income? We never discussed this. If you need me to work, I will. I thought . . . hoped, I could stay home for a while. I guess everyone in your family works, huh?â
âYes. Iris worked for a bit while she was pregnant. She tutored for several months after Lexie came along. The kids and Sunrise are a full-time job now. Billie loves working. Sunny would, too, if she could. She has great ideas and shares them in the middle of the night when she canât sleep.â
There was a nip to Celiaâs voice when she said, âHow cozy.â
âObviously we need to talk, Celia. We can do it upstairs or tomorrow. I donât like things to fester. It might be good to do it after I have breakfast with my