Never Tell Your Dreams by Tonya Kappes Read Free Book Online

when she was in town,
but she wanted to show everyone she was going to make something out of this
small town girl and if she had to say so, she wasn’t doing so bad.
    She made another trip around the dinner. She didn’t
see them so she took the last spot on the bench in the waiting area. She could
sit and be incognito next to the artificial tree. The dusty leaves hid her very
well. Too well, in fact.
    “I can’t believe you went to her shower.”
    Maggie recognized that nasally voice. Beth Harrison
would never be able to escape the sound that comes out of her mouth.
    Maggie recalled how Beth would say Maggie’s name.
“Maggie Greenlee!” Beth would draw out the “a” in Maggie and the “lee” in
Greenlee and follow it up with a laugh that made you cringe like fingernails on
a chalk board.
    It made Maggie’s skin crawl then just like it did
now.
    Maggie tilted her head in Beth’s direction as Beth
continued to talk, “Maggie Greenlee can stay in New York City for all I care.
She made it very clear at the class reunion that she wanted nothing to do with
us and this town.”
    Maggie huffed and sat back. The high school reunion
was a joke. She didn’t want to come, but Mitch and Wendy had insisted. Of
course she wanted to look great, so she bought the cutest Diane Von Furstenberg
wrap dress and look-a-like Christian Louboutin shoes.
    Deep down Maggie wanted to look like she had “made”
it in New York as the greenhorn of the law firm, which really meant she was the
coffee girl, low-woman-on-the-pole, what have you. Truth be told, her credit
cards were maxed out, and she lived in a one room shack in a not-so-desirable
part of the city. A far cry from her big dreams she claimed in all her emails
to everyone at home.
    “Oh, yeah.” Susie snorted recalling the event. “Oh
my God, it was so funny when she had a trail of red paint following her every
step out of the bathroom.”
    The toilet had overflowed and Maggie had no idea the
bottom of her fake Louboutin’s were painted red with washable paint instead of dyed
red. So when she stepped in the toilet water and walked, red stains were left
on the high-school gym floor.
    And when Beth pointed and told the entire class reunion
Maggie’s shoes were fake. Maggie wanted to die. Little did anyone know, Beth
was an avid “in the closet” fashion magazine connoisseur and knew the ins and
outs of all things chic, especially Louboutins.
    Maggie didn’t want to think about that, she had
become a great lawyer and was getting married in three weeks to one great guy.
She had proven them all wrong. She pulled back so the leaves would cover almost
all of her face. She tilted her head slightly to listen in. Idle gossip in
Grandberry Falls was also something she didn’t miss.
    “I heard she was a total snob.” Beth continued to
bash Maggie.
    Beth laughed. “And when Belle gave her the
bride-to-be sash, I thought Maggie was going to die.” Snorts and giggles made
it around the group of friends.
    Maggie closed her eyes. She didn’t want to hear all
of this. They were jealous that she got out of this two-bit town.
    “If it weren’t for Mitch, I wouldn’t have gone to
her shower.” Maggie’s eyes narrowed. She glared as Susie Benton talked and tossed
her waves over her shoulder and emphasized her point. “You’re lucky, Wendy. I’m
glad Maggie moved. That way Mitch found his true love.”
    Maggie’s eyes went back and forth between the three
friends searching for some type of clue to who they were talking about.
    “Oh, now. Mitch really likes Maggie. I admire her
for packing up and moving away.” Thank, God for Wendy. Maggie knew she could
count on her. The voice of reason was one characteristic Maggie didn’t admire
in Wendy as they were growing up, but it was coming in handy today. “Mitch said
she didn’t even take any of the family fortune. You know you wouldn’t be able
to do it on your own. Especially after today. The Greenlee’s are going to be
one