said.
“I’ve been helping a friend.”
“Friend? What friend? The only people you talk to are Kenna and Cole and you weren’t with either of them.”
“For your information, Mother, I know more than two people and I was helping one of those people. He just got released from the hospital today and I was helping him get settled.”
“He? A guy?” her mom asked curiously. She looked towards her grandmother who seemed just as interested.
“Yes.”
“What guy?” her grandmother prodded.
“Just a guy I know,” she said, praying they’d shut up about it.
“Who is it and why are you being so cryptic?” her mother asked, leaning in.
“This is none of your business, either of you.”
“What are you hiding? You’re being weird.”
“I am not, Mom. I just wish you two would butt out every once in a while. You don’t need to know every detail of my life.”
“My, my, aren’t we touchy,” Grandma Jane said with annoyance.
“I’m not touchy. You guys just never let up.”
“We’re just interested in your life. You never just up and disappear like you did today,” her mom added.
“I wouldn’t say I disappeared. I believe the police won’t even look for an adult unless they’ve been missing for 48 hours. I was not missing for 48 hours, therefore, I don’t think you can say I disappeared.”
“You’re sarcasm is noted, Mallory,” her grandmother said, taking a long swig of her wine.
“Mallory!” Kenna’s voice was unmistakable and she turned to see her walking towards them, a new pink streak added to her black hair. “Can I get you something? They didn’t think you were gonna show.”
“I was busy and it slipped my mind,” she said as Kenna eyed her suspiciously.
“I haven’t heard from you all week. Is everything alright?”
“Don’t bother, Kenna. She’s a vault tonight. She’s not giving any details, ” her mother added.
Mallory just rolled her eyes.
“Can we get the check, please?” her grandmother piped in.
“Sure. Be right back.”
Kenna stepped away for a moment and no one said a word until she returned and set the check down.
“See you guys next week,” Kenna said.
“Of course,” her grandmother said, reaching into her purse and placing three twenties on the table. They stood up to leave, but Mallory stayed in her seat. “Perhaps you’ll actually join us next week.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Mallory grinned as her mother and grandmother walked away from the table.
“What’s up with them? They seemed pissed off,” Kenna said, sitting down.
“I don’t know what their deal is. I missed one dinner. Shoot me.”
“Where were you? You never forget anything.”
“I was helping a friend,” she answered, not sure if she wanted to tell Kenna about Ryan or not.
“What friend?”
“I don’t need an inquisition from you as well.”
“This is not an inquisition,” she said and paused. “Well, maybe it is. Now dish.”
She stared at her best friend and knew Kenna would not let up until she spilled all the details.
“You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
“Would you expect anything else from me?” she smiled and Mallory sighed.
“I was with Ryan,” she finally said.
“Ryan?” Kenna exclaimed. “The douchebag that blew you off?”
“He’s not a douchebag,” Mallory said defensively.
“Um…yeah…he is.”
“He was shot four days ago,” Mallory said bluntly and she saw Kenna’s mouth fall to the floor.
“What the hell? You ’re kidding, right?” Kenna gaped and Mallory shook her head. “What happened?”
“It had something to do with work.”
“What happened? How’d he get shot at work?” Kenna continued and Mallory adjusted in her seat, unsure if she should tell Kenna about Ryan being in the Secret Service. She wanted to, but thought maybe she should wait for his permission first.
“I don’t know. There was a break in or
“I’ve been helping a friend.”
“Friend? What friend? The only people you talk to are Kenna and Cole and you weren’t with either of them.”
“For your information, Mother, I know more than two people and I was helping one of those people. He just got released from the hospital today and I was helping him get settled.”
“He? A guy?” her mom asked curiously. She looked towards her grandmother who seemed just as interested.
“Yes.”
“What guy?” her grandmother prodded.
“Just a guy I know,” she said, praying they’d shut up about it.
“Who is it and why are you being so cryptic?” her mother asked, leaning in.
“This is none of your business, either of you.”
“What are you hiding? You’re being weird.”
“I am not, Mom. I just wish you two would butt out every once in a while. You don’t need to know every detail of my life.”
“My, my, aren’t we touchy,” Grandma Jane said with annoyance.
“I’m not touchy. You guys just never let up.”
“We’re just interested in your life. You never just up and disappear like you did today,” her mom added.
“I wouldn’t say I disappeared. I believe the police won’t even look for an adult unless they’ve been missing for 48 hours. I was not missing for 48 hours, therefore, I don’t think you can say I disappeared.”
“You’re sarcasm is noted, Mallory,” her grandmother said, taking a long swig of her wine.
“Mallory!” Kenna’s voice was unmistakable and she turned to see her walking towards them, a new pink streak added to her black hair. “Can I get you something? They didn’t think you were gonna show.”
“I was busy and it slipped my mind,” she said as Kenna eyed her suspiciously.
“I haven’t heard from you all week. Is everything alright?”
“Don’t bother, Kenna. She’s a vault tonight. She’s not giving any details, ” her mother added.
Mallory just rolled her eyes.
“Can we get the check, please?” her grandmother piped in.
“Sure. Be right back.”
Kenna stepped away for a moment and no one said a word until she returned and set the check down.
“See you guys next week,” Kenna said.
“Of course,” her grandmother said, reaching into her purse and placing three twenties on the table. They stood up to leave, but Mallory stayed in her seat. “Perhaps you’ll actually join us next week.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Mallory grinned as her mother and grandmother walked away from the table.
“What’s up with them? They seemed pissed off,” Kenna said, sitting down.
“I don’t know what their deal is. I missed one dinner. Shoot me.”
“Where were you? You never forget anything.”
“I was helping a friend,” she answered, not sure if she wanted to tell Kenna about Ryan or not.
“What friend?”
“I don’t need an inquisition from you as well.”
“This is not an inquisition,” she said and paused. “Well, maybe it is. Now dish.”
She stared at her best friend and knew Kenna would not let up until she spilled all the details.
“You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
“Would you expect anything else from me?” she smiled and Mallory sighed.
“I was with Ryan,” she finally said.
“Ryan?” Kenna exclaimed. “The douchebag that blew you off?”
“He’s not a douchebag,” Mallory said defensively.
“Um…yeah…he is.”
“He was shot four days ago,” Mallory said bluntly and she saw Kenna’s mouth fall to the floor.
“What the hell? You ’re kidding, right?” Kenna gaped and Mallory shook her head. “What happened?”
“It had something to do with work.”
“What happened? How’d he get shot at work?” Kenna continued and Mallory adjusted in her seat, unsure if she should tell Kenna about Ryan being in the Secret Service. She wanted to, but thought maybe she should wait for his permission first.
“I don’t know. There was a break in or
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