Chapter Three
“I’m so glad you decided to come out, Em,” gushed Luci Cruz. “I need a fellow wallflower.”
Emma laughed. “You’re the furthest thing from a wallflower.”
“Except on a night when it looks like there’s an impromptu reunion taking place.”
Emma scanned the crowded room, then turned back to the jukebox, pushing in a handful of quarters. “Sure looks that way. Why do you suppose everyone’s out tonight?”
“I think everyone wants to kiss the year of the tornado goodbye.”
“Could be.” She scanned the selections. “What shall we play next?”
“I saw they added Uptown Funk. Let’s start there. Oooooh.” Luci grabbed her shoulder. “Look look look.”
Emma spun around, scanning the bar.
“Don’t make it obvious,” Luci hissed.
“Who is it?”
“Sterling s*x-on-a-stick Walker. Looking mighty fine.
