some Hollywood guy sent an alien to find Miss Skye?” Miss Ruby asked, setting down the green knitted penis.
“I think they sent a person dressed in a dark green wetsuit to find her. My guess is there was a boat a little offshore. They didn’t want to tip their hand and let Skye or Trent see them, which is what’s really worrying me. I think you and Trent should spend the night someplace else tonight.”
Edie looked up from her knitting with a grim expression. “What about Ryker’s guesthouse? His place is a fort. It should be the safest place.”
“Great idea.” Granger was already texting before Skye could protest. “Ryker says Trent knows how to get in. He’s out of town for a couple of days.”
“We can take Skye to the guesthouse and Edie can take Karri back to Tinsley’s,” Miss Winnie said, not bothering to look up from her knitted G-string.
“I’ll stay with her and make sure no one follows them when they leave,” Dare said. “But now we need to get back to our knitting.”
Skye watched as Granger shook his head with amusement. “Got to get your gossip in?”
Dare looked up and a cold smile crossed his face. “I heard something interesting about your love life.”
Granger spun Castle around to face the door and pushed him forward. “We’re outta here. Call us if you need us. Skye, Karri, we’ll check in with you tomorrow. ‘Night, ladies.”
Everyone was quiet for a moment until Miss Winnie finally set down her knitted underwear. “We didn’t say anything about Granger’s love life. I didn’t even know he had one.”
Dare looked up from his knitted nipple. “He doesn’t. But his reaction told me otherwise.”
“That was interesting,” Miss Ruby said with a raised brow. “I believe we’ve been letting Granger get away with flying under the radar for way too long.”
“Granger is a very handsome man. Why isn’t he dating?” Karri asked as several white and gray heads snapped up.
“Handsome, huh?” Miss Winnie said as she wiggled her eyebrows.
“If you like that brooding type, which I don’t,” Karri added hastily.
“Agent Castle doesn’t brood,” Edie added with her own bit of mischievousness to her voice.
“No, he doesn’t,” Karri said, focusing back on her work before looking up and nailing Edie with a stare. “I can’t help but notice you and Granger are both single and around the same age.”
The white and gray hairs snapped their attention from Karri to Edie as if this were a tennis match using gossip instead of balls.
“I am not single. I am widowed,” Edie replied.
Karri set down her knitting and reached over to Edie. She placed her hand on hers and waited until Edie looked her in the eyes. “I’ve heard your husband was a wonderful man. I’m sorry that you lost him and that it hurt your heart. But, you are still drawing breath. Your heart is still beating. It’s bruised, but like all bruises, it will heal over time. Don’t give up on life when you still have so much to live for.”
Tears shone in Edie’s eyes as the other widows in the room nodded their heads.
“You may have a point, but that point doesn’t lead to Granger. I’ve known him my whole life. He’s like a brother to me.”
Karri straightened up and put a stern look on her face. “Well, that’s fine and all, but you’d better not eye Peter. I’m not above beating up on a widow for taking the man I’m into.”
Skye almost dropped her needles in surprise. Karri was very private and usually was easily embarrassed. Yet in this group of women . . . and Dare, she had just laid claim to a man. Suddenly a laugh burst from Edie’s mouth and mixed with a shaky cry. She wiped a tear from her eye as she continued to laugh. Karri joined her and soon the whole room was laughing.
Skye was shocked at how easily Karri fell into conversation with the knitting club. The remaining time flew by as the voices flowed around her and her needles clicked rhythmically. Skye couldn’t remember ever being so relaxed as she felt being part of this group. When it was time to go, she found herself lingering as she talked with the ladies and instantly promised to meet next week. That’s when reality hit. Next week? Would she even be here next week? And why did the idea of leaving Shadows Landing fill her with more dread than the idea of not going back to Hollywood?
15
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