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From Nursing a Grudge
Chapter Two
MAN!
Now I needed to pay immediately and the waitress had vanished
again. I placed Laurie in her infant carrier, then fished around the
massive diaper bag for my wallet. Why didn’t I have a small, cute
purse like Jill?
I rooted past the diaper wipes and a pacifier.
Oh right, fashion purses don’t hold much baby paraphernalia.
Then I pushed aside my binoculars, and an UZI tactical self
defense pen…
Fashion purses probably don’t fit much P.I. equipment, either.
I finally located my wallet and peeked inside. I had $17. Not nearly
enough to pay for the chichi lunch. Probably not even enough to pay
for the coffee drinks these days.
I pulled out my phone and messaged Jill:
SKULL CAP MAN IS ON YOUR TAIL. I WILL TRAIL YOU.
I rose and walked toward the back of the restaurant. “Hello?” I
called out.
Our waitress appeared and I handed her my credit card. “I have to
leave immediately. Can you ring me up?”
She made a face. “Is something wrong with the food?”
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“No. Nothing like that. Just personal business.”
“Can I wrap it up for you?”
“No. Thank you.”
The waitress froze, then slowly she looked over my shoulder at the
moms in the corner and then leveled a glare at me. “Are you a
reviewer?”
“What? No. I just need to leave.”
I refrained from turning around and staring at the moms behind
me. Maybe they had ratted out Jill, only somehow the message had
gotten confused and now I was the target.
The waitress clutched my credit card and squinted at me. “Okay,”
she said, drawing the word out unnecessarily. “One minute.”
Laurie began to fidget in her carrier seat. I returned to the table to
pack up my purse. The moms in the corner were watching me. My
phone rang. I answered quickly, expecting Jill, but instead my best
friend Paula’s voice filled the line.
“I’m in labor!” Paula screamed out.
“Yippee!” I hooted.
“Yippee? This is real pain, sister.”
Suddenly a stern looking man strode out from the back room
clutching my credit card.
The moms on the couch began packing up their gear.
“Do you have a ride to the hospital?” I asked Paula.
Laurie squirmed out of the carrier and onto the floor.
“Uh…hold on,” I said partly to Paula and partly to the stern man.
Paula screamed into my ear. “Hold on? Hold on to what? You’re
actually putting a woman in labor on hold?”
I picked Laurie up; she began to cry.
My phone beeped with an incoming call, but I didn’t dare tell
Paula to hold again.
The stern looking man thrust my credit card at me.
Was I over my limit?
“Are you Jill Harrington?”
I shook my head at him and glanced at my phone. Jill was beeping
in. I pivoted my body so the man wouldn’t be able to see my phone
screen.
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