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So a Buchanan over an Abbott

Her life would’ve been different, that’s for sure

“So?” Mama asks “How is she?”

Angry

“We didn’t talk e lasted maybe all of five y upwould’ve been coedy “She’s still in New York”

Maood for her Acting?”

“I believe so,” I say “We didn’t get into that”

“How long is she in town?” she asks “I’d love to catch up with her”

“Not sure” I stab a forkful of eggs

Mama takes a seat beside Cash “So what’d you two talk about then?”

Cash’s tired eyes flick to mine “Yeah, Wyatt What’d you talk about?”

The wall phone rings, stealing Mama’s attention Without hesitation, she slides her chair out from the table to answer From the sound of it, it’s one of her sisters, which ets back here

“So tellon a piece of bacon “What did the two of you talk about?”

“Last I checked, it was none of your concern” I aze

“Maybe that’s true, but I just couldn’t help but wonder why she was rendered speechless when I told her she was the one who broke your heart,” he says “Seems she thinks it was the other way around Just a little confused on that is all”

“Well, boys, Aunt Serafina is co to town in a couple of weeks for the Whiskey Moon festival,” Mama says when she returns earlier than I expected “She claims she’ll only be here for the weekend, but we all know it’ll be at least seven to ten business days” She chuckles, reaching for her fork “Anyhat’d I miss?”

“Nothing,” I say, rising and gatheringCash I better head out and fix the east well It’s acting up again”

“The east well? Still?” Ma but trouble”

Cash studies me, silent