Page 62 of The Gingerbread Bakery
‘Quit complaining! While you were lounging in the tropical sunshine, I’ve been here freezing my butt off.’
Logan’s frown deepened. ‘There were nightly events,’ he said.
‘Sounds fun.’
‘With themes.’
‘I love a good theme.’
‘And dress codes. People wore costumes.’ He said it like there were nightly, virgin sacrifices or something.
‘Did you dress up?’ Annie asked, knowing damn well there was no way Logan put on a costume or remotely theme-appropriate outfit.
‘Of course not.’
‘Of course not. That would be too fun.’
‘Fun for children and criminals on the lam.’
‘Do you think criminals on the lam are having fun?’
‘Until they get caught, maybe.’
‘You're a good grandson,’ Hazel cut in, knowing from experience that this conversation could go on and on for hours and get them absolutely nowhere. ‘I’m sure you made Nana very happy.’
Logan grimaced. ‘She had to argue my way onto the boat in the first place.’
Annie laughed. ‘What do you mean?’
‘It was a senior’s cruise. No one under the age of fifty-five was supposed to be on board. We showed up with our tickets and Nana had to fight with the captain to let me on.’
Now Hazel was laughing, too. ‘She did?!’
‘Yeah,’ Logan said, shaking his head, a smile slipping onto his face. ‘She started by trying to convince him that I just looked really good for my age.’
‘No!’ Annie squealed, delighted.
‘Yes,’ Logan groaned at the memory.
‘Then she threatened to go to the media and accuse the cruise company of ageism.’
‘Ha! Incredible. Nana is a queen.’
‘She ended up telling him that I needed to be there to make sure she took her meds on time. Which is hilarious considering she is healthier than I am. But the captain just wanted her to stop causing a scene at that point.’
‘I bet. Nana causing a scene is a scary thing,’ Annie said.
‘For the rest of the trip she called me “Nurse” any time there was a staff member nearby.’
The image of Logan as a nurse sent Annie and Hazel’s giggles into full-blown, side-splitting laughter.
‘Ha. Ha. I’m so glad you find my pain hilarious.’
‘We really do. Thanks for the laugh,’ Annie said, wiping the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.
‘Anytime,’ Logan said dryly.
‘And what about you, Haze? How did the semester go?’
