laughed. “Where do people come up with these ideas?”
“I have no idea. But it’s a good thing I heard about it. They’re in town for only a couple of days.” He scanned the parking lot for his car.
“Yes, it’s hard to imagine how unfulfilling my life would have been had I never seen monkeys riding dogs.”
“The kids liked it!” Alex protested.
“The kids loved it,” Katie agreed. “But I can’t figure out whether the monkeys liked it. They didn’t look all that happy to me.”
Alex squinted at her. “I’m not sure I’d be able to tell whether a monkey was happy or not.”
“My point exactly,” she said.
“Hey, it’s not my fault that there’s still another month until school, and I’m just about out of new things for the kids to do.”
“They don’t need to do something special every day.”
“I know. And they don’t. But I don’t want them watching television all the time, either.”
“Your kids don’t watch a lot of television.”
“That’s because I take them to see the rodeo monkeys.”
“And next week?”
“That’s easy. The carnival will be in town. One of those traveling things.”
She smiled. “Those kinds of rides always made me sick to my stomach.”
“And the kids love them, anyway. But that reminds me. Are you working next Saturday?”
“I’m not sure. Why?”
“Because I was hoping you’d come to the carnival with us.”
“You want me to be sick to my stomach?”
“You don’t have to go on the rides if you don’t want to. But I would like to ask a favor.”
“What’s that?”
“I was hoping you’d watch the kids later that evening. Joyce’s daughter is flying into Raleigh, and Joyce asked if I could drive her to the airport to pick her up. Joyce doesn’t like to drive at night.”
“I’d be glad to watch them.”
“It’ll have to be at my place, so they go to bed at a reasonable hour.”
She looked at him. “Your place? I never get to spend time at your house.”
“Yeah, well…”
He didn’t seem to know what to say next and she smiled. “No problem,” she said. “That sounds like fun. Maybe we’ll watch a movie together and have some popcorn.”
Alex walked in silence for a few steps before he asked, “Do you ever want to have kids?”
Katie hesitated. “I’m not sure,” she finally said. “I haven’t really thought about it.”
“Ever?”
She shook her head. “In Atlantic City I was too young, with Kevin I couldn’t bear the idea, and I’ve had my mind on other things the last few months.”
“But if you did think about it?” he persisted.
“I still don’t know. I guess it would depend on a lot of things.”
“Like what?”
“Like whether I was married, for starters. And, as you know, I can’t get married.”
“Erin can’t get married,” he said. “But Katie probably could. She has a driver’s license, remember.”
Katie took a few steps in silence. “She might be able to, but she wouldn’t do it unless she met the right guy.”
He laughed and slipped his arm around her. “I know that working at Ivan’s was just what you needed at the time you took the job, but did you ever think about doing something else?”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. Going back to college, getting a degree, finding a job that you really love.”
“What makes you think I don’t love waiting tables?”
“Nothing.” He shrugged. “I was just curious as to what you might be interested in.”
She thought about it. “Growing up, like every other girl I knew, I loved animals and I thought I’d be a veterinarian. But there’s no way I’d be willing to go back to school for that now. It would take too long.”
“There are other ways to work with animals. You could train rodeo monkeys, for instance.”
“I don’t think so. I still haven’t decided whether the monkeys liked it.”
“You’ve got a soft spot for those monkeys, don’t you?”
“Who wouldn’t? I mean, who on earth came up with that idea in the first place?”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think I heard you laughing.”
“I didn’t want to make the rest of you feel bad.”
He laughed again, pulling her even closer. Ahead of them, Josh and Kristen were already slumped against the jeep. She knew they would probably fall asleep before they got back to Southport.
“You never answered my question,” Alex said. “About what you want to do with your life.”
“Maybe my dreams aren’t that complicated. Maybe I think that a job is just a job.”
“What does that mean?”
“Maybe I don’t want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I’d like to be defined by