Page 112 of His Curvy Distraction

“What why?”

“We’ll figure out something.”

“Why can’t you tell her that?”

“She’s upset with me. And I get it. I’m giving her space because she asked me to, but I’m going to figure something out.”

“I hope so because she walked in here and went right to her office, grabbed some stuff, and left again. I’ve never seen her look so defeated.”

“I’m going to get a portable toilet out there today for the people working on the parking lot. Do you happen to know who it is? I wasn’t thinking, but without the camper, they don’t have a bathroom right now.”

“It’s probably Total Paving. Chuck is the foreman. Do you want me to give him a call?”

“Yeah, if you could, I’d appreciate that, Amelia. I’m going to have a toilet there ASAP. Tell him to have it set wherever they want it.”

“Okay. Thanks, Omar. We’ll figure something out for our girl.”

“Yes, we will.”

I had nothing. Not a damn thing. A full week of searching every dusty corner of the internet and reaching out to everyone I knew in the area, and I hadn’t come up with any good options for a camper for Natalie.

I was starting to worry.

Her pool guys were starting in a week, and the portable toilet I paid for out of my own pocket was still there, but it was a horrible option for the entire summer.

A hot summer and a bunch of kids. It spelled disaster. And disgusting.

The phone on my desk buzzed. “Yes, Jane.”

“Derek Bailey is here to see you, Mr. Mayor.”

“Send him in. Thanks, Jane.” I stood, walking around my desk to greet Derek. He was a good businessman and a better friend, but he wasn’t on my calendar.

Derek knocked once, then opened the door and came in. He approached me with his hand out for a shake. “How are you, Omar?”

“Good. Thanks. What can I do for you, Derek?”

Derek grinned. “It’s actually what I can do for you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“How flexible are you on that camper you’ve been looking for?”

I gasped. “You found something? Really?”

Derek nodded. “Last week of the month, so we have a lot of inspections coming in. A family had a trailer that didn’t pass inspection.”

“Yes. I mean, sorry for them.”

Derek chuckled. “I know. They told me they haven’t used it for four years, and have kept up the inspection, but that’s as much as they’ve driven it. It’s okay, but it needs work to get it road-worthy.”

“But if we’re not putting it on the road…”

“We would have to make some modifications to it, though. So it can’t be on the road.”

“Which means?”

“Removing the wheels.”

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