“Okay.”
“Right, I’ll let you go now.”
“Uh…Snap?”
“Right here.”
I drew in another deep breath then said, “Thanks, honey, forpulling me out of my head.”
“Thanks for letting me.”
That had me closing my eyes again, dropping my head andopening them to stare at my toes.
“Pedicure,” I mumbled.
“Say again?”
“I’m going to give myself a pedicure today.”
“Call your mom and go out and get one with her.”
“That sounds perfect.”
It did and I decided to set that up before I even calledColombo’s.
And Snap sounded like he was smiling when he replied,“Great.Later, Scully.”
“The truth is out there, Mulder.It’s also in here, sinceyou just laid a ton of it on me.”
The last thing I heard before he disconnected was himchuckling.
I loved that.
So much I memorized that in a way I hoped to God I’d neverforget that moment and the sound of Snapper’s humor after all he’d just givenme.
Then I took my phone from my ear and called my mother.
“Okay, give it to me, what’s going on with myRosalie,” Mom ordered.
I’d unpacked.Colombo’s knew to put me on rotation.We’d hadlunch, then manis and pedis.Now we were sitting on the couch in front of thewindows at Fortnum’s Used Bookstore having a latte as crafted by a crazy manwho looked like serial killers never looked, but you expected them to, who madethe absolute best coffee in Denver.
And I was not surprised that my mom had read me.
“Snapper is coming over for dinner tonight and to have aheavy conversation about what’s next for him and me,” I shared.
“Good.And after that takes five minutes to figure out, Ihope he gives you an orgasm during your first time which would round him out asutterly perfect for you,” she shot back.
I stared at her.
“Your father would love him,” she declared, leaned into me,and repeated with emphasis, “Love him.”
He absolutely would.
And that felt crazy-good.
It was high time I laid it out.
And as ever, I laid it out with my mother.
