Page 64 of Fly's Path

What?

Fly

Are you all right? Where are you? I’ll come get you.

Sheri

Oh, no. Sorry, not like that. Winnie and a few of the other women showed up this morning as I was finishing my run and dragged me to the spa.

She runs in the morning too.

Sheri

They took away everyone’s phones so we could relax.

That explains the lack of contact.

Fly

Did you have fun?

Sheri

Mostly…I still haven’t gotten used to strangers touching me. But my toenails sparkle now.

Her blunt honesty makes me smile. It’s just something I’m not used to in most people. My brothers are the only exception.

Sheri

This might be a little late since it’s the middle of the afternoon, but good morning.

I can practically hear her saying that to me.

Sheri

Though, I should say good morning, Prince Fly, which has me thinking of the book and wild boys running around in the woods with pig heads and spears.

Laughter bursts out of me at the random thought.

Fly

It’s only fitting that a princess should find her prince, but if I have spears and an amazing BBQ going, what are you bringing?

That was such a random comment. She’s going to think I’m nuts.

Three dots blink up at me for a long time as she’s thinking about what to type back. It’s probably some sweet, it’s-me-not-you excuse to never see me again.

Sheri

Well, if you’re inviting me to a BBQ, I’m bringing potato salad and a sawed-off shotgun.

This woman keeps making me laugh.

Sheri

But I need to warn you, I’m very particular about my BBQ. I have an important question for you. Sauce or dry rub?

That woman does take her BBQ seriously.