Page 133 of Last Call

“I’ll try not to make Riley crazy.”

“Riley can handle you.”

“Yes. She. Can.”

“I’ll leave you to it.”

“I’m not doing anything. Iwouldhave. Riley said she was opposed to turkey basters.”

Andi laughed so hard she coughed.

“It’d be easier.”

“Or not,” Andi said. “Don’t bring that up at the clinic.”

“There might be…”

“Fallon!”

“I’m kidding. Thanks for calling. It helped.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Tell Dave I’ll see him tomorrow,” Fallon said.

“I will. He took Becky out for lunch to get a change of scenery—and a little quiet.”

“Baby Billy’s making his presence known, huh?”

“Like an airhorn in a shoebox,” Andi said. “Honestly, I think he’s trying to outdo his uncle.”

“Is that possible? Fallon asked.

“Probably not. Jacob once screamed so loud at the pediatrician’s office that a woman in the waiting room suggested they call child services.”

Fallon laughed.

“Things will work out, Fallon. Maybe not this time. They will.”

“I hope so.”

“Iknowso.”

Fallon was quiet for a second. “Okay, off to take a walk. Or reorganize the freezer. Something soothing.”

“Don’t mention turkey basters,” Andi warned.

“Noted.”

They hung up with matching grins.

Billie returned with baby Billy resting on her shoulder.

“He finally passed out?” Andi asked.

Billie nodded. “Either my magic touch or he’s conserving energy for round two.”

“I’d put my money on the latter.”

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