“I just thought.” I sighed, and rubbed my hand over my face. “It’s been a weird few days. I’m glad it’s not what I thought it might be.”
“Good,” she said. “Good.”
“But I still want to know why you’re hiding bruises.”
“I’m not hiding. I’m...uh, sort of joined a team.”
“Wrestling?”
“No.”
“Martial arts?”
“No.”
“Circus performers? Dance troupe? Cheer Squad? Want to help me out here?”
“Roller Derby.”
“Roller Derby. We have that?”
“No. Salem has it. Cherry City Derby Girls.”
For all that my sisters and I are really close, it’s not like we don’t get days off. Salem, Oregon’s capitol, was only an hour’s drive east from Ordinary. There would be plenty of opportunities for her to drive there for practice and games.
Plus, Myra had seemed a lot more relaxed lately.
“You like it?”
A wicked little smile curved her mouth. “Love it.”
“Did you think I wouldn’t approve?”
“No. I just...I just needed something away from here, you know? Something my own. A place to clear my head and not have to deal with...”
“Everything?”
She nodded.
I patted her knee. “Good. Can I come to a bout sometime?”
From the look on her face, it was just what she needed to hear.
“I’d like that.”
“All right. Back to the station?” I started the Jeep.
“Maybe you should take a long lunch and get some rest instead.”
“Do I look that bad?”
“No,” she lied. “But you haven’t taken a break today have you?”
“Not since drinking tea with the vampires.”
“Take an hour or two. We’ll hold down the fort. Maybe you can get a nap.” At the mention of it, it was suddenly exactly what I wanted.
She was good at that too.
