“You’re never going to guess who has it.”
My heart sinks. “Pauline.”
Nana laughs. “The one and only.”
“Well, so much for that.”
“No, I think if we go over there?—"
“Nana, I am NOT going to Pauline Cavendish’s house.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to die.”
“Oh, she’s harmless.”
I make a face. She knows the stories about that crazy old bat better than I do.
“Well, maybe not always,” Nana continues, “but I can handle her.”
I shake my head. “I’ll let Rhodes know.”
I text Rhodes to let him know we found the chandelier, and he says he’ll be in town next Friday to see it. We make plans for dinner, which sends butterflies all through my gut.
At least I have a week to plan my outfit.
* * *
That night I meet Kendall, Sistine, and Patsy at Cattywampus. We get our usual high top in the center of the room where we have a good 360-degree view of everyone and everything for optimal gossip.
“Soooo,” says Patsy, looking at me. “What’s the latest on SAM?”
“Who?” I ask. It’s a common enough name, but I still don’t know a Sam.
“Sexy Architect Man!” She gives me a huge smile, showing off the adorable little gap between her two front teeth.
“Seriously?” I ask.
“Patsy’s been calling him that in our group chat,” says Sistine.
“What group chat? I haven’t seen this.”
“The one we have to talk about you and your love life behind your back,” says Patsy.
“She wasn’t supposed to know about it,” says Sistine.
“This is all very enlightening,” I say. “It must be a boring thread.”
“Garion said SAM was with you and your Nana at an estate sale last week.”
“Well, yes, but?—"
“He’s spending time with Nana too!” says Kendall. “That’s promising! Does she like him?”
“She loves him, but that’s not?—"
“Have you gone out again?”
