Page 111 of His Curvy Distraction

“We need to find a new camper.”

“Seriously? Where do you think we’re going to find a new camper? Why don’t we just buy another one of those prefab buildings? That’ll be cheaper,” Daisy said.

“She wants a permanent structure, but that’s going to require a lot more. There’s already a septic system here from the old campground, but it needs to be upgraded before putting in a permanent building.”

“This just gets better and better,” Daisy said.

“We will figure it out. We have to. There has to be someone who isn’t using an old camper.”

“Okay. Okay, we can do this. How old?”

I chuckled at the disgusted look on her face.

“You weren’t here before that one was cleaned. It was hideous.”

“I heard. And I don’t care what condition the thing is in as long as the bathroom is functional. It would be better if we could find something with more than one bathroom, but we’ll do what we can. At worst, we’ll have to bring in portable bathrooms.”

Daisy wrinkled her nose at that one. “That’s worse.”

“But it works. We aren’t going to let these families down, and we’re not going to let Natalie down. Are you with me?”

“For Natalie? Absolutely.”

“Thank you for calling me, too. Even though she wasn’t happy to see me, I’m glad I knew about this.”

“I’m sorry she was so mad. Give her a few days.”

I nodded, hating that I had to stay away from her. I wanted to go to her and tell her it would all be okay, but if she didn’t want me around, I’d give her the space she needed.

Back in my SUV, I knew I needed to go back to work, but I had to make another stop first.

O’Kelley’s was quiet at noon on a Tuesday, but Hudson was there. His wife, Anna, was at the bar, smiling at him as she enjoyed her lunch. Hudson straightened when he saw me marching over to them.

“Mr. Mayor. Omar. Don’t typically see you here during the day.”

“Sorry to barge in on you two. Hi, Anna.”

“Hi, Omar. What’s wrong?”

“The camper Natalie was going to use for the office and bathroom at the summer camp is crushed. A tree fell on it. She said there’s no chance at making it work. It’s bad.”

“Oh, shit,” Hudson breathed. “No bathroom, no camp.”

I nodded. “Exactly. I know a lot of people come through here every day. If you hear of anyone mention a camper or trailer or something with a bathroom they’re looking to get rid of, will you let me know? We have time, but we have to figure out something. Preferably not portable toilets.”

“That is an option,” Hudson said.

“Yeah, but I’m hoping it’s not the only option we have. Give me a call if you hear of anything.”

“We will. Sorry, Omar. I know Natalie has to be pretty upset.”

I nodded and left it at that. I couldn’t bring myself to admit she wasn’t speaking to me.

I went back to the office and called Amelia.

“Have you heard about the camper?” she said when she picked up.

“I did. That’s why I’m calling you. Don’t let her tell the families camp won’t happen.”

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