Jeni’s eyes went wide.
The second lady rolled her eyes and patted Jeni on the arm. “Ignore her. Don’t worry, she’ll tone it down if you have a kiddo with you. Are you a foster parent?”
“Um, no.” What an odd question. She intended to be someday, but with the recent move and job change, she wasn’t quite ready yet.
Both ladies looked at her with confusion, and Jeni felt like she was supposed to say more.
“I do work for the child welfare office though,” was all she came up with. Why were they looking at her like that?
Something about that helped because they both smiled and nodded.
“Oh, I see,” the first lady said.
Before Jeni could say anything else, Rhonda returned, eyeing the new ladies with amusement. “That’s going to be us someday.”
Jeni laughed. “Damn straight.”
Her phone vibrated in her pocket.
Logan: Find the seats okay?
A thread of warmth seeped into her skin at his name on her screen.
Jeni:Yes, they’re awesome. Thanks again.
Logan: Good. Have fun.
Jeni:Are you here?
Logan:Yeah.
Jeni:Where?
Logan:It’s a secret.
Jeni pursed her lips and jumped in surprise when Rhonda yelled something next to her.
Jeni:Gotta go, my Broncos need me.
Logan: You’re right, they do. Gonna step in as quarterback?
Jeni:I was a star pitcher in my day. I could throw a football.
Logan:It’s harder than it looks.
Jeni:That’s what she said.
Jeni:Also, you’re going down.
Logan:We’ll see about that.