The Knitting Diaries
“T.J. handed Eleanor the pink roses he’d picked up, kissed her on the cheek, then settled on the sofa across from her. He eyed her knee. “How are you feeling?”
“Very well, thank you.” She leaned forward and poured them each a cup of tea.
While her asking him to stop by for a visit wasn’t anything new, he had a feeling her request was for more than company.
“What’s up?” he asked, taking the delicate cup from her.
Her blue eyes, the same color as Robyn’s, narrowed slightly. “How long have you owne...d Long Day Records?” she asked.
He held in a groan. “How’d you find out?”
“I looked you up on the computer.”
“Does Robyn know?”
“No. I didn’t tell her. There’s a reason you’re keeping your business a secret and until I know why, I’ll respect your privacy.” Her usually warm gaze turned frosty. “However, I don’t appreciate you playing us all for fools.”
“It wasn’t that,” he said, putting down his cup. He hesitated before speaking, knowing she deserved the truth.MoreLess
“Very well, thank you.” She leaned forward and poured them each a cup of tea.
While her asking him to stop by for a visit wasn’t anything new, he had a feeling her request was for more than company.
“What’s up?” he asked, taking the delicate cup from her.
Her blue eyes, the same color as Robyn’s, narrowed slightly. “How long have you owne...d Long Day Records?” she asked.
He held in a groan. “How’d you find out?”
“I looked you up on the computer.”
“Does Robyn know?”
“No. I didn’t tell her. There’s a reason you’re keeping your business a secret and until I know why, I’ll respect your privacy.” Her usually warm gaze turned frosty. “However, I don’t appreciate you playing us all for fools.”
“It wasn’t that,” he said, putting down his cup. He hesitated before speaking, knowing she deserved the truth.MoreLess
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