Kurt tried to concentrate on anything besides his “date” with Max that night, but the frequent texts made it impossible. He figured Max must be staying in Regalos, though he couldn’t imagine someone who dressed so well would find the motels there acceptable.
Are you looking forward to tonight? Max wrote. You’re sure this is okay?
Kurt raced to type back yes! but, before he could, Mrs. Nibbs walked into the museum with paperwork for him to sign. What on earth?
“Kurt, this is a forgiveness agreement,” she said. “If you consent to these terms, everything will be fine.”
Kurt blinked. “What terms would those be?”
Mrs. Nibbs folded her arms. “Eden House is the most historic building in town. I think, well, I think I’ll have the house.”
“What? Your paperweight is worth only five-thousand do
