besides.â
âLetâs forget I said it, then, okay? Itâs not a nice word, any of it. And for the record, I heard it in a teen horror movie. One that Laura Leighton starred in.â
âFigures,â Sophie said. âSheâs the worst actress in Hollywood. I canât believe theyâre making another part of those stupid vampire flicks. Abby told me that she refused to cover anything even remotely connected to her or her movies. I think it has something to do with Chris.â
âWhen did she tell you that?â Toots asked. Her daughter called her at least three times a week since theyâd returned to Charleston. Sheâd never mentioned this to her, but Toots figured that just because she was her mother didnât mean she told her everything. It was only fair that she saved a few tidbits for her three godmothers.
âLast time I spoke with her. She didnât say anything specific about Chris, but I could tell from the tone of her voice. She is so massively in love with him, I would bet you my last dollar that something major is about to happen between the two of them.â
âOh, that would be lovely. Just think of the beautiful children theyâll have,â Mavis gushed. âI canât wait to be a grand-godmother.â
âIs there such a thing?â Ida asked.
âIt doesnât matter. Weâll make it âsuch a thing,â â Toots said. âIs this a gut feeling youâre having or just godmother intuition?â
âBoth,â Sophie said succinctly.
Toots had high hopes that the two of them would acknowledge their feelings for one another. It had been quite obvious for the past two years. When they were in the same room together, the air around them was electric. You could practically feel the sensuous magnetism that passed between them. Theyâd had several dates, but Abby kept the details to herself. Chris wasnât so reluctant. Heâd hinted for the past several months that Abby meant much more to him than she knew. When authorities had cast him as a person of interest in Laura Leightonâs disappearance, Abby had been an emotional wreck, though she didnât come right out and say so. Toots knew. When Chris and Laura were located in the Sierra Nevada mountain range during a blizzard, holed up on Mammoth Mountain, in a cabin owned by Joshua Kline, a friend of Chrisâs, the relief on her daughterâs face when she learned Chris was safe, and that he was not romantically involved with the B-grade actress, was obvious.
âLetâs keep this to ourselves for now. I wouldnât want to spoil any good news they might share with us. When the time is right, it will happen. Until then, Iâm content to let Abby run the paper while Chris looks out for her. NowââToots stood upââBernice, you and I have a date with your physical therapist. Iâm going to run upstairs and change first. Iâll just be a few minutes.â
âMy appointment is at noon, Toots. I really donât want to arrive earlier than I have to. Itâs not fun at all,â Bernice stated dryly.
âShe wants to get to the hospital early so she can catch a glimpse of Dr. Pecker. . . . I mean Dr. Becker. Am I right, Tootsie?â Sophie teased.
Toots couldnât help but laugh. âHow many times do I have to tell you to stop calling him that? And for the record, Berniceâs therapist called yesterday and said her day was open, and I could bring her in at any time I wanted. So there. Does that answer your question?â
Sophie stood up and stretched, a sneaky grin on her face. âSure. Bernice, whatever you do, keep her away from this good-looking doctor. She swore there would never be a husband number nine. If she continues to hang around that hospital, Dr. Becker and his pecker are in deep doo-doo.â
âSophia Manchester, I ought to kick your skinny tail! I am not interested in Dr.