Six
“Was it rash to give up the Kingston rental?” Celeste asked Shannon. She sat on the couch in her friend’s small house on the Bar E Ranch, sipping a steaming mug of after-dinner hot chocolate garnished with a candy cane. Out the big, square window directly ahead of her, a bright smudge of goldenrod across the southeastern sky signaled the last hurrah of day’s demise.
“Well, since you extended your stay in the A-frame another month, I’d say it isn’t rash at all. It’s logical, and it’ll save you, what, eight hundred bucks?”
“Sixteen hundred. Gracie had someone waiting for the house, and they’re already moving in, so I don’t have to pay December’s rent.”
“That’s fantastic, Celeste!”
She smiled. “It kinda is. You guys don’t mind me hanging around until the end of January, do you?”
“I’
