Today’s snippet is part of a new WIP, tentatively titled ‘Starting Over’.
The story of Victoria and her antique shop in Oak Grove Square continues. Earlier in the tale, Victoria purchased a trunk full of old items from a handsome, but seemingly cold and uncaring, man. He enters Victoria’s life again, coming with an odd and surprising gift, a packet of old love letters. His appearance in her life leaves her full of conflicting emotions.
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The look on her face showed that she was just as surprised as he was.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” she murmured. “You think we could make it through a meal without wanting to strangle each other?”
“Hey, at least we admit to our differences,” he laughed. “All right, how about a drink instead of a meal? Then, you wouldn’t have time to lecture me about what I’m doing to the pristine Texas landscape and I wouldn’t have enough time to chastise you for seeing the world through your rose colored glasses.”
Handing him his wrapped package, Victoria threw up her hands in mock surrender. “Oh, what the hell. If we end the evening at each other’s throats, it’s not like it’s anything new.”
Toby cocked his head as if appraising the antique store lady who was far from an antique. “If you want to stay close to home, we could run across to Hank’s BBQ for a beer.”
The wrinkled nose he got in response clued him in. “Alrighty then, not a beer drinker I see.”
“No, that’s one thing I never acquired a taste for. That, and all the jalapenos that you Texan’s are so fond of.”
“I know the perfect place then. Paschall’s. Up in Denton. They make a chocolate martini to die for. I think you’d love it.”
“Yum. That sounds divine. Only on one condition though.”
A puzzled look crossed Toby’s face. “I didn’t take you for a negotiator. What condition would that be?”
“Your grandmother. I want to hear more about your grandmother.”
A frown appeared, replacing his look of puzzlement. “Not that. Anything but that.”
“No. That’s the deal. Your grandmother or it’s all off.”