Chapter 3: Addie’s Game-1
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Chapter 3: Addie’s Game
“You two are doing what?” Kat called me from Dr. Brent’s condo on the other side of town, in a ritzy and gated community of Radar where lowbrow climatologists/weathermen like me weren’t allowed.
“We have a date tonight,” I told her. “He’s meeting me at the station at six-thirty. I’m going to show him around the set. Then we’re going to his kitchen, wherever that is, and he’s going to make me something sweet.”
“Well, good for you then. My plan worked.”
“What do you mean by your plan?”
She became quiet on the phone. Crickets.
“Kat, did Binky fall out of the window at Dr. Brent’s or not?”
More crickets.
“Kat, talk to me.”
“Binky did not fall out of the widow. Nothing like that happened. The cat is perfectly fine.”
I shook my head, although she couldn’t see me, and sighed. “You never intended to come to brunch, did you? You were trying to set me up with the pastry chef, weren’t you?”
“Ahhh, the magical wisdom of friends who hook up other friends with her friends. How friendly I can be.”
“You’re insane,” I whispered, perturbed, feeling confused, but in a good way.
“And you’re perfect for the pastry chef, but you just don’t know it yet.”
“He’s gorgeous, Kat.”
“I know. And you’re not bad to look at either.”
“The brunch was charming, and he was a complete gentleman. We learned a lot about each other in a short period of time. The guy is so easy to talk to.”
She giggled. “My spell is working.”
“You’re a witch.”
“And a catty one,” she admitted, purring.
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