“You asked me,” he said simply. “I didn’t want to lie to you again.”
“I need to talk to him.”
“That’s up to you. Are you going to confront him?”
“I don’t know. I guess that depends on what he says.”
Savannah’s cell phone rang in the other room. She looked at Harlan. “That’s my father’s ring tone.”
“Speak of the devil,” Harlan said wryly.
She went into the outer office and answered her phone. “Hello.”
“Savannah, I need to see you,” her father said. “I’m at the house. Can you come over now?”
“No. I was just leaving to get a bite to eat with Harlan.” What quicker way to get to the truth?
There was a pregnant pause. “Don’t tell me you’re dating that man,” Randall said with evident revulsion.
“Okay, I won’t tell you,” Savannah responded, and waited for the explosion.
“What the hell is the matter with you? I told you I didn’t like it. You need to listen to me. You’re making a grave mistake.”
“If I am, it’s my mistake to make.” Every word he spoke made her more sure that Harlan had told her the truth.
“You always have been stubborn beyond belief. If you won’t come now will you come by after you eat?”
“Yes. I’ll give you a call before I come.”
“Just come, I don’t need a call. I have something very important to tell you.”
“Are you all right?” Harlan asked as she hung up.
“Not really. He wants me to come over. I told him I was going to dinner with you.”
“I heard.”
“He really doesn’t like you.”
“No, he doesn’t.”
“I don’t know what to do.”
“I do. Let’s go eat.”
