Page 64 of No More Secrets
“The Pierces are more family to me than my own. Carter’s a fair boss and I call the shots when it comes to the horses. Plus, Blue Moon is home. Crazy, weird, bizarre home.”
“Do you ever wish you would have gone somewhere else?”
“I went away to college. Centenary for their equine program. It was a solid program, good school. But Blue Moon was always home.” She shook her head. “And I’m not going to be chased out of my home by ghosts of relationships past. You?”
“Only child. My parents are ...” How could she describe them? Distant? Disappointed? “They should be somewhere in the heart of Alaska right now. Last year they sold their house in Brooklyn and bought an RV.”
“What are they doing in an RV?”
“My father was a journalist and then a journalism professor. He’s always dreamed of writing a book on the ‘faces of America.’ So he and my mom are driving around the country. He interviews local people of interest and my mom does the driving and the editing.”
“You see them much?”
Summer shook her head. “Not since they bought the RV.”
“Good enough. Sharing time is over,” Joey decided.
Summer opened her menu. “What’s good here?”
They ordered food from Ed and Summer settled back to enjoy her wine. The bar was starting to get busier. She recognized Willa at a table in the corner with Bobby from Peace of Pizza and another woman with turquoise and violet streaks in her hair. Willa waved and raised a pink frothy concoction. “Ladies night,” she yelled over the music.
“Same here,” Summer mouthed and held up her wine glass.
“Excuse me?” A string bean of a guy with freckles and glasses touched the back of the stool next to Summer. “Would you mind if I joined you for a few minutes?”
“Ummm ...” Summer looked at Joey for help. Joey looked entertained. “Sure?”
“Great.” He took a skinny notepad out of the back pocket of his khakis and perched on the barstool. “So, I only have a few questions for you both.” He produced a pencil from the pocket of his starched plaid shirt and flipped through a few pages scrolled with notes before finding a blank page.”
Up close, he looked like he was twelve years old.
“I’m sorry. Are you old enough to be in here?” Summer asked.
“What do you mean you have questions for usboth, Anthony?” Joey demanded.
He flushed to the tips of his ears.
“I’m twenty-eight, and I’ll get to you in a minute Joey. Now, Summer, I have here that you’re only in town for a few more days, is that correct? What’s been your favorite thing about Blue Moon so far?”
Summer blinked. “Is this an interview?”
Anthony pushed his glasses up his nose. “It’s just a little Q&A that will run inThe Monthly Moon.”
“You want to interview me because I’m here doing an interview?”
He seemed pleased by the question. “Exactly. Now back to the questions.”
“Can I get you something to drink, Anthony?” Ed asked, swiping a towel over the bar.
“I’ll take a diet soda, please. Now back to the questions. What do you think are the highlights of visiting Blue Moon?”
“I’d have to say it’s the unique people that live here that has been the biggest surprise,” she said diplomatically.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh,” Anthony scribbled furiously. “Have you had the chance to patronize many of our small businesses?”
“I’ve enjoyed Peace of Pizza and Blue Moon Boots. Shorty’s is also turning out to be an interesting experience.”
Ed dropped off Anthony’s soda and winked at Summer.
