Chapter 10

Sariah stepped out of her car, and her grandma climbed from the passenger side. They walked toward the city building and saw Kane walking with his grandma from the other side of the parking lot. The two older women waved at each other. Her grandma took her arm and led her toward Kane and Mrs. Edwards.

“Hello, Gayle!” her grandma called out. “Let’s all get seats together.”

Sariah wasn’t sure how she felt about seeing Kane again. She had mixed feelings on the subject. Part of her wanted to stay away from him, but another part wanted to pull him into her arms for another kiss. She hadn’t told anyone about their impromptu kissing session, but her grandma knew she’d gone on a date with him. She’d called Sariah that night after the date and tried to pump her for information, but Sariah wouldn’t tell her much of anything. She didn’t want her grandmother to get her hopes up about her and Kane having a real relationship. It was never going to happen, and Sariah wasn’t up for a fling with Kane. He meant too much to her for that to go well.

“I heard you two went on a date last night,” Mrs. Edwards said, taking Sariah’s other arm. She was surrounded by nosy grandmas. She wasn’t going to give a report on her date with Kane standing right there. She looked over at him, desperate for escape.

“Grandma, she doesn’t have to tell you about our date.”

“I don’t need to know every detail, but a basic rundown of what happened. It’s not too much to ask.”

“Good luck with that, Gayle. I tried to get Sariah to tell me what happened on their date, and I couldn’t get a word out of her.”

“That’s not true,” Sariah protested. “I told you we had a nice time.”

“But did you give me any of the juicy details? I think not.”

Mrs. Edwards shook her head. “Don’t feel bad. Kane wouldn’t tell me anything either.”

Sariah looked over at Kane, and his mouth twitched like he was holding back a laugh.

“I thought Sariah would at least tell us something worth hearing. You’ll oblige a new widow, won’t you?”

“Grandma, I can’t believe you’re using Gramp’s death to guilt Sariah into telling you her private business. That’s a new low for you.”

“I’m a desperate woman. No one is giving me details. I can’t even find out anything from Lois because no one told her either.”

“No one would tell her what?” Sariah turned to see Mrs. Wheaton waddling up to them.

Great. Just what she needed. Mrs. Wheaton was even more nosy than both grandmas combined.

“Oh, Mrs. Wheaton. Maybe you can get Sariah to tell us how her date went with Kane,” her grandma said.

Mrs. Wheaton widened her eyes. “Sariah and Kane went on a date? I knew they were right for each other. Next thing you know, we’ll be hearing about their upcoming wedding.”

Sariah groaned. “Why do you all care so much?”

“We’re old ladies. We have to live vicariously through the younger people,” her grandma said.

“Maybe you need a boyfriend to keep you busy, Grandma. Then maybe you’ll leave me in peace.”

“I don’t plan on ever getting remarried. I’m happy the way I am,” her grandma said.

“I didn’t say anything about getting remarried. You can get a boyfriend and keep it casual.” They walked into the doors of the building.

“If you ever decide you do want a man, I know some great choices at the assisted living community where I volunteer,” Mrs. Wheaton said.

Sariah laughed at the stricken expression on her grandmother’s face. She was finally getting a taste of her own medicine.

Mrs. Edwards joined in on her laughter. “That’s a wonderful idea. Let’s find Lois a boyfriend.”

They walked into the room where the crowd was assembling for the meeting. It was already packed, and the only open seats were near the back. They were even a few minutes early. It looked like they’d done a good job putting the word out. Sariah filed into the empty row. Her grandma filed in next to her.

“Wait, Lois. Shouldn’t we let the lovebirds sit next to each other?”

“Oh! Great thinking.”