The arrangement they made was that she would change at Melanie’s house and they’d leave from there, and midway through the morning there was another text from Melanie.
Melanie: Mom invited you for dinner again, guess you must have made an impression.
Josie: I’m relieved.
Melanie: I’ll say, you’re the first Democrat she actually liked.
Julie wasn’t home when Josie pulled up outside but one of Melanie’s brothers was sitting on the front porch drinking a beer and reading the Auto Trader with a highlight pen in his hand. Their eyes met and he grinned.
“Hey, you here for Melanie?”
“Yeah,” she glanced down at the paper, “you looking for a car?”
“Nope, just browsing,” he highlighted another advertisement.
Melanie stepped outside a moment later and whistled.
“Nice shirt, don’t she look pu
