That’s sometimes where you get the best information.
But you didn’t get all the information, and what you did get could be wrong.
True, but I did get the important information.They’re in love.I witnessed it myself.
Do tell?How did you know?
Well, it was obvious when they started feeding each other pancakes…and sat on the same side of the booth, thigh to thigh.Besides, there was a lot of touching and smiling, even kisses.
Hmm.
And they’re married.I saw the rings myself.Hers is huge!So, you see, I did gather quite a bit of information, mostly through observation.I just didn’t get the living arrangements figured out.
You could just ask her, or you could ask Harry Blacksworth when you stop in to pick up your takeout.I’m sure that man will be happy to tell you since he’s all about meant-to-be and happily-ever-after.
I could, but I don’t want to appear nosy.
You are nosy.
A huff and then,I call it curious.
Other residents were equally curious, but there were those who insisted they saw this match coming a long time ago.
I spotted them at O’Reilly’s one day, talking all secretive.And the way he looked at her?There was no doubt he was smitten.
You don’t say?
I do say.Smitten and wanting to get closer.She seemed interested in him as well.Lots of smiles and laughs, and I didn’t miss when they leaned in close, hands almost touching.You have to watch for the signs…
Well, I’ll be… I thought Katie was more interested in the suit-and-tie type.
You know what they say about opposites attracting.She never lit up with that short-term fiancé the way she does with Ian Finnegan.
I say good for them.She must have been able to look past the hair and the tattoos and saw something special.I talked to him a few times, and he said he’d take a look at my dryer if I wanted him to.That dang thing has been giving me fits for months.I might take him up on it, especially since he’s staying in Magdalena.
We can use somebody like that around here.
Big laugh.He might know how to fix appliances, but that’s not all he does.He’s some sort of engineer and he knows Max Ruhland, and you know what that means.
You think he works on those high-performance cars like Max?
Why do you think the guy was staying at Max and Grace Ruhland’s house?That wasn’t just coincidence.
Hmm.
Of course, there were those who knew the real story, and if people asked, they would share.But if they didn’t…
So, how’s Dolly Finnegan doing?
Oh, now that’s a story.Word has it she fell in the driveway coming home from who knows where.Broke her wrist, hit her head, and landed in a cast and with a mild concussion.
Wow.That must’ve spun Jack around five times.
He was beside himself.I saw him at the flower shop the other day, and when did you ever know Jack Finnegan to buy flowers?Red roses, too.A dozen, long-stemmed.Cha-ching.
Are you sure it was Jack?
I had to look twice because the scruffy hair and whiskers were gone and the ND Manufacturing ball cap seemed new.The man looked ten years younger.Same frown but he did say hello, and he didn’t call me a busybody.
