Page 20 of Roaring Fork Wrangler

“Six waters, please,” Grayson said to her before turning back to me. “You’ll want to grab a few napkinstoo. My sister’s been known to use my shirt as the ideal place to wipe the butter off her hands.”

I stuffed several into my pocket, then took three of the waters Grayson had ordered. I was headed into the theater when my cell phone rang.

“I’ll be a sec,” I said when I saw it was Porter calling.

Grayson grabbed the second popcorn and walked away.

“Hey, Port. What’s up?”

“Just checkin’ in. How are things in New York?”

“It’s a cute little town. Like CB, but without a ski area.”

“Have you seen the place where you’re supposed to work yet?”

“Nah. Tomorrow. How are things there?”

“About the usual.”

“You sure, Port? You sound off.”

“See ya, Cord.”

I held the phone so I could see the screen. “What the fuck was that about?” I said under my breath.

“Did you get another photo message?”

I turned around and saw Juniper standing behind me.

“Thank goodness I didn’t since it was my brother calling.”We both laughed.

“Is everything okay?”

“I get the feeling it isn’t, but when I asked, he ended the call.”

“So, do you want to go back in, or…”

“I do.”

“But?” she asked when I didn’t make a move in that direction.

“I’d like to talk to your uncle.”

Her eyes opened wide. “I forgot. I’ll send you his number now.”

I read mine out, then called him once I got the text she sent me. He picked up on the first ring.

“This is Cord Wheaton.”

“I was wondering if you were going to get in touch.”

I leaned against the wall and covered my mouth when I yawned. “Sorry, it’s been a full day.”

Juniper wriggled her fingers like a wave and returned to the auditorium.

“You got time to meet?” Pete asked.

“Sure. When?”

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