It was Monday afternoon, and Jenna was about to leave for the day when she gushed, “Charles, did you hear? Lonnie McDaniel is back in town!”
That’s right, I haven’t told her yet.
I’d been too preoccupied with the business and trying to figure out the puzzle that was my new night manager. Apparently, the rumor mill was still alive and well in town.
“Yes, I know. He’s working the night shift here now. I hired him on Saturday.”
Her eyes widened and then she got the dreamy look I used to see on the girls’ faces in high school, when they’d lusted after Lonnie, star running back, handsome as sin, voted most outgoing student and likely to succeed our senior year.
“Ohmigosh, really?” She practically squealed. “Oh, man, he was the hottest guy in school! All of us girls wanted him, but he only
