down the driveway, and headed her beautiful blue Baby toward town.
On the short drive, Diane said only, âWhy in the world are you living way out here in the middle of nowhere?â
âI like it.â
âWith all your money, you should be living in Paris or some other upscale place.â
âI have an apartment there, another in Madrid, and a time-share in Maui.â
Diane eyed Bernadine with surprise.
Silence ruled for the rest of the ride.
As was usual on Saturday afternoon, the Dog and Cowâs parking lot was packed.
âThe Dog and Cow?â her sister asked, eyeing the sign dubiously. âWhat kind of name is that?â
âLong story. Iâll explain later.â
Inside, the place was bustling. The jukebox was blasting âWe Are Familyâ by Sister Sledge, and there was a long line of people waiting for tables.
Diane took in the surroundings and, to Bernadineâs amazement, smiled. âThis is nice, Bernie. Love the music.â
âAnd the food is as good as the atmosphere.â
Rocky walked up and asked Bernadine, âHeard anything yet?â
She shook her head. âNo.â Thoughts of the missing Crystal returned, bringing with them a renewed sense of worry and melancholy.
âOkay. Hang in there. Should be able to seat you in a few minutes.â
âThanks, Rock.â
As she drifted away, Diane asked, âWhoâs that?â
âRocky Dancer. Sheâs the manager.â
âPretty woman. What was she asking you about?â
Mal walked up and for that Bernadine was thankful. She had no desire to share what was going on with Crystal with her sister. âHey, sweet thing.â
âHey yourself,â Diane replied before Bernadine could respond.
Mal paused. He eyed Diane.
Bernadine plastered a fake smile on her face. âMal, this is my sister, Diane. Di, Malachi July. Heâs the owner here.â
âHello, Malachi,â Diane purred, sticking out a hand and eyeing him like a decadent piece of chocolate cake she couldnât wait to enjoy. âNameâs Diana. Such a pleasure to meet you.â
His features neutral, he shook her hand. âSame here.â
When he attempted to withdraw his hand, she held on and purred again, âMal, do me a big favor and get us a table so we donât have to wait. Iâm really, really hungry.â
His eyes met Bernadineâs, and she shook her head. âWeâll wait our turn like everyone else.â
âThanks, baby doll.â He rewarded her with a kiss on the cheek and whispered in her ear, âYou never told me crazy ran in your family.â Stepping back, he said, âShouldnât be long.â
Dianeâs hungry eyes followed him through the crowd. âWow. Iâd move here in a New York minute if I had him to look at all day. Is he married?â
âNo.â
âDivorced?â
âNo. Heâs never been married.â
âOh, lord. Please donât tell me heâs gay.â
âHe isnât.â
âGood.â
Bernadine rolled her eyes. She held off on revealing that she and Mal were an item. It would never cross Dianeâs mind that fat old Bernadine would be hooked up with one of the finest men in the county.
They were finally shown to a table, and after settling in, their waiter, seventeen-year-old Eli James, came over with glasses of water on a tray. He set the water down and handed them menus. âHi, Ms. Brown. Any news on Crystal?â
âNot yet.â
âGod. How can she be this stupid?â
âNow, Eli.â
âShe is, Ms. Brown, and everybody in town knows it. Weâll be lining up to kick her dumb behind when she gets back.â
Amused by his fervor but needing to change the subject before Diane got too interested in the conversation, Bernadine did the introductions. âDi, this is Eli James. Eli, my sister, Ms. Willis. Eliâs dad is the townâs