remember,â Maggie said. âIsnât it time you started to look for a place of your own, if youâre going to stick around? Just think how beautifully youâll be able to furnish it with all those antiques your folks have hidden away in the attic. I could help you sort through them.â Her expression brightened. âAnd I know the perfect place for you. Thereâs a wonderful carriage house on the market just a few blocks from here. The ownerâs anxious to sell because sheâs relocating to California, so I imagine you can get a good deal if you act quickly.â
Dinah automatically shook her head. âNo, thanks. Iâm not ready for that.â
âBut you just saidâ¦â Maggie regarded her with confusion. âSurely you donât want to go on living at home.â
âItâs not forever,â Dinah said. âJust till I get my bearings.â
âGet your bearings? Are you sure youâre not afraid that youâll change your mind about staying?â
âThatâs one reason,â Dinah admitted. Not even to herself had she contemplated what she would do if Bobby didnât fall right in with her plans for the two of them.
âAnd the other? I hope youâre not counting on moving into someplace with Bobby,â Maggie said, frowning.
âYou say that as if itâs a totally ridiculous notion,â Dinah said, grateful that her friend had given her the perfect opening for her interrogation. She used her very real annoyance to lay out the questions she wanted answered. âWhy is that, Maggie? What do you know about Bobby that youâre not telling me?â
Maggie didnât look the slightest bit intimidated by her accusatory tone. She held up her hands. âNot my place to say another word.â
âYou and Cord,â Dinah muttered in disgust. âYouâre both tossing out all these maddening hints and innuendoes, but neither one of you has the guts to just say whatâs on your mind. I never thought Iâd live to see the day when Iâd be lumping you in with Cordell Beaufort. Youâre supposed to be my friend.â
âI am your friend, which is why I have no intention of getting caught in the middle of this. Iâve already told you my opinion and youâve rejected it, so Iâm staying out of it from now on,â Maggie replied. âAnd when did you see Cord again, by the way?â
âWhat makes you think Iâve seen him again?â
âBecause itâs obvious youâre still exasperated. Since you rarely hold a grudge for long, I figure he must have done something recent to get you all stirred up again. Am I right? Have you seen him?â
Dinah saw no real point in hiding it beyond depriving Maggie of a chance to gloat. âLast night, if you must know.â
Maggieâs eyes brightened. âOh, really? How utterly fascinating.â
âIt wasnât fascinating. It was exasperating.â And maybe just a little surprising, when she thought about how gently heâd held her when sheâd suffered another one of those disconcerting panic attacks. âStop trying to make something out of me running into Cordell.â
If anything, Maggie only looked more amused. âWhere did the two of you cross paths? The grocery store, perhaps? On the street?â
âBack out at his place,â Dinah admitted defensively. âAnd donât even go there. I can see that you want to make something out of that, but I went back to look for Bobby. Period.â
âI was merely going to comment that you seem to be making yourself at home out there,â Maggie teased.
âIâve been there twice,â Dinah replied impatiently. Then, since Maggie didnât seem to be buying it, she added emphatically, âBoth times looking for Bobby.â
âHas it occurred to you yet that youâre looking for him in the wrong place?â
Dinah stared at