Free Another Saturday Night and I Ain't Got No Body (A Page Turners Novel) by Jennie Marts

the happiest I’ve seen her in years. She’s been texting Drew and talking to him on the phone, and she walks around with an actual smile on her face. It’s incredible. And the fact that she wore a colored shirt tonight is an amazing step. May the days of all black outfits rest in peace . Hallelujah!”
    “Amen, sister!” Edna cried.
    “She does seem happier,” Sunny agreed. “Now that they left, I can tell you what happened after Hank brought me back to my house.”
    The women laughed and gasped at the brazenness of Hank and his mighty bulge.
    “Good thing Jake stepped in when he did,” Maggie said. “Or you might have been in real trouble.”
    “Yes, but how did Jake know you needed his help?” Edna asked. “Was he watching you ? I still don’t trust him. You need to be careful, Sunny.”
    “I agree,” Cassie said. “He may be cute, but we really don’t know anything about him.”
    “I don’t trust him either,” Maggie said. “It just seems too convenient that he moves in to Walter’s house right at the same time the garage explodes, and Walter turns up missing, possibly dead. He is hot, but I work with lawyers. I’ve known plenty of hot guys in suits who could lie like a rug if it meant winning a case. I’ve seen men lie under oath, and men look you right in the eye and lie to your face.”
    She got up, collected the plates, and carried them to the sink. With her back to the other women, she rinsed and loaded the dessert plates into the dishwasher. Edna, Sunny, and Cassie looked at each other in grim silence. Maggie couldn’t help but think about Chad the Cheater and how he had lied to her time and time again about his whereabouts and his days spent with another woman. Maggie didn’t trust men in general right now, and her friends knew that .
    “Well, speaking of men,” Edna said, breaking the silence, “I’ve got your next date set up.”
    “You what?” Sunny sputtered, choking on the sip of coffee she had taken.
    “I said, I have your next date for this weekend. I tried to tell you before, my friend Mabel has a grandson who is single. I called her, and we set up the date for this Saturday night. His name is Jeremy Rogers, and Mabel said he’s a really nice boy.”
    “A really nice boy ? How old is he ? Twelve?”
    “No, he’s in his thirties and has never been married. Mabel said he makes a living playing computer games or something.”
    Crash!
    The plate Maggie had been rinsing slipped from her hands and crashed into the sink, shattering into several pieces. “Damn it,” she cried.
    “Oh Maggie, let me help you.” Cassie jumped up from her chair and went to Maggie. She gingerly picked the pieces out of the sink and deposited them in the trash can Maggie had pulled from the cabinet below.
    Maggie knew the girls thought she’d been thinking about Chad, but actually the mention of the computer had brought up her nightly ritual, and she fumbled the plate in the soapy water .  
    “Maggie, I just loved that Boston Crème Pie,” Sunny said, in an obvious effort to change the subject and divert Maggie’s thoughts away from cheating men. “Which bakery did you find it in?”
    “Oh, uh, the little one on the corner of Broadway, down from my office.” Putting the trash bin back under the sink, she pasted a smile back on her face as she looked up. “I’m fine, girls. I got a little off kilter for a sec, but I’m back now.”
    She put her arm around Cassie’s shoulder, and the women relaxed as Maggie’s tension eased. “I’m awfully glad I have you girls to lean on though. Now, tell me about this new date for Sunny. Where is he taking her?”
    “Mabel didn’t say, but we gave him Sunny’s address, and he’ll pick her up at six on Saturday night. I would say dress casually. I don’t think he has a lot of money. How much money could he make playing Pac-man anyway?”
    The women smiled at Edna’s reference to the eighty’s video game, knowing the advances in the industry