worst time that anyone could imagine. She knew from experience that compassion was always appreciated.
Linda tucked a strand of shoulder-length hair behind her ear. âI just hired Erin to replace Shirley.â
âWelcome to The Hitching Post family,â Haley said. So this was the new girl she was going to help train. âMeet Ben Walters, my friend and one of our best customers.â
âI like my burger medium well.â His voice was friendly-gruff.
âJust write âhockey puckâ on the ticket and the cook will know who itâs for,â Linda teased.
âThanks for the tip,â Erin said.
âI havenât given you one yet.â Ben studied her intently. âGotta see how the service is first.â
âDonât be mean, Ben,â Linda said.
âNot mean. Itâs the Godâs honest truth.â
âThatâs good,â Erin said. âIâd rather have the truth than live with a lie.â
Haley noticed a spark of intensity in the words, but chalked it up to nerves starting a new job. âHave you ever waitressed before, Erin?â
âIâm so grateful for this opportunity. Linda is taking a chance on me and Iâll work hard not to let her down,â she said, not really answering. âHow long have you lived in Thunder Canyon, Haley?â
Haley noticed the one-hundred-eighty-degree turn away from herself, but didnât point it out. Instead she responded truthfully. âAll my life. I grew up here.â
âWow, you must know everyone in town.â Erin toyed with the end of her ponytail.
âI know a lot of people,â Haley said.
âWe were just talking about one of them when you walked up,â Ben said. âThat Marlon Cates is a piece of work.â
âI havenât met him. Do you know him well?â Erin asked her, that edge of intensity slipping into her tone again.
If kissing him meant she knew him well, Haley did. But that wasnât something she was willing to share with her friends, let alone a stranger. âHe was a year ahead of me in high school.â
âStay away from that one,â Ben warned.
âWhy?â Erin asked.
âHeâs not so bad,â Linda chimed in. âJust a high-energy person.â
âYou call it high energy,â Ben said frowning. âI call it bad news.â
âWhy?â Erin asked.
Haley didnât miss the girlâs acute interest in Marlon and wondered about it, trying to ignore the sting of unwanted jealousy.
Another good reason for firing Marlon. He brought out the worst in her.
âIt doesnât matter,â Haley said. âHe lives in Los Angeles and isnât staying in town long.â
âI didnât mean to interrupt your lunch, Ben.â Linda smiled. âJust wanted you both to meet the new girl.â
âI look forward to working with you,â Haley said honestly.
âSame here. Nice to meet you both.â
As they walked away, Haley studied the newcomerâs trim back and slender figure. She sure asked a lot of questions, but maybe it was an attempt at female bonding. Finding common ground for friendship.
The suspicious thoughts made her feel just the slightest bit hypocritical. After all, talk was the foundation of friendship. Talk was a way to communicate feelings. Haley had encouraged Roy to talk about what he was going through in an attempt to help.
Funny thing about talk. Sheâd just unburdened herself and didnât feel the least bit better for it. She was still bummed about firing her charming volunteer. Sheâd enjoyed spending time with him in spite of herself. But a lie of omission was still a lie.
The truth was that Marlon Cates hadnât changed at all. Ben was right about him being trouble. He was capable ofbreaking her heart without breaking his stride. Firing him was for the best. Her best.
Because she was starting to look forward to seeing him every day.
Christopher R. Weingarten