She smiled through the tear tracks. “Just like you’re still Mary. It’s easier for me, since I didn’t know you before. I wish we could still get together.”
I toasted her with my coffee cup. “Me too. But if Court ever realizes we know each other—”
She snickered. “I don’t have to ask if it worked. You look… happy.”
“It helped with the kids, too. But if either of the guys had taken a good look at die badge—”
“And realized I worked for the Federal Air Assurance Agency, not the FBI or something.” She shrugged. “They didn’t though. It worked. Just like my getting Frank will work. Thanks for that. I can’t thank you enough.”
“Hey.” I clasped her hands. “If we women won’t help each other, who will?”
She grinned and winked.
After she left, I sat for a bit, sipping cooling coffee and staring at nothing. Not that all my problems were solved. The children were still hostile. There was still Harley, my chemical attraction to him, and Court, who would never approve of a menage à trois.
But hey, there was the future I wouldn’t have had.
Life goes on.
So would I.
I called for the check, and left to get on with my life.