told him he was nuts, said there was no way she’d do that. She loves that company. She wouldn’t sell. Not unless there was something…” She rolls her head my way. “Someone she loved more.” She stares at me. And stares some more. When I don’t say anything, she shrugs. “Anyway, I Googled it myself and he was right. She sold it. That little lovesick fool.” When several seconds pass and I still don’t say anything, she peeks over at me. I try not to laugh. Damn do I try, but it’s so hard not to when she’s looking at me like she is, her bottom lip snug between her teeth as she chews on it with worry.
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