“Who’s that woman?” she whispers.
“I don’t remember her name, but her son is in Owen's class.”
Everleigh butts into our conversation. “Oh, that's Brittany Townsend. She works at the deli with Belinda.”
Gemma and I turn toward her as she pops a grape in her mouth. “How the hell do you know everybody in town?” I ask.
“Lawton Ridge covers a five-mile radius. Everyoneshouldknow everyone, Katie.”
I scowl at her sassy response. “Everyone knows everyone who's always lived here. She hasn’t, and she doesn’t come to the bank.”
Everleigh laughs. “I'm surprised you haven't seen her working at the deli. I think she started a month ago or so.”
I shrug. “I’m a single mom. I make a lot of slow cooker meals and eat a lot of leftovers, so I rarely go to the deli unless I forget to pack my lunch.”
Gemma snorts. “I don't think that's a single mom thing. I think that's a super organized OCD thing.”
I laugh with a shrug. “Perhaps.”
“Don’t be modest. You’re a great mom, and I can only hope I’m half as good a mom as you.”
“You will be. Honestly, you just figure it out as you go. Most of us don’t know what the fuck we’re doing,” I admit truthfully. “I’m a professional at winging it.”
“Well, you make it look effortless,” Everleigh adds. “Knowing me, I’d forget to feed my kid.”
I snort as I watch Owen chatting with Anthony. “Trust me, you won’t. Between them crying or yelling ‘Mom’ a hundred times a day, you’ll happily stuff food in their mouths to shut them up.”
“Probably why Tyler and Noah keep bringin’ pastries to the gym every morning,” Gemma says, chuckling.
“They’re trying to keep you from talkin’ their ears off.” Everleigh laughs.
After I'm done eating, Owen returns, and I notice Jerry is finally alone. I take the opportunity to give him a hug and tell him congratulations.
“Thanks, Katie. I'm sure Gemma thought I'd be working forever.”
“Well, you probably would’ve if it wasn't for Belinda talkin’ some sense into you.” I nudge him.
Jerry gives his famous hearty dad laugh that I always loved growing up. “You're right. She's made me realize there are more important things in life than working every day, and this old man needed a break.”
“You deserve it. I'm so happy for you.”
“Thank you. Now, I’ll get to be a full-time grandpa.” He beams wide as more people walk up, so I tell him goodbye and go back to the table.
Gemma stands before I can take a seat. “I think we need some more juice for the punch bowl. Can you help me grab them from the fridge?”
“Sure.” I tell Owen I’ll be right back before following Gemma toward the kitchen.
“You doin’ okay?” she asks. “You look a little stressed.”
“I'm fine. It's just weird seeing Noah here. Especially when I didn’t even want to see him thefirsttime.” I glare at her because she knows what she did.
“Yeah, I know. That’s why I wanted to check on you. It's gonna take a little getting used to for everyone. But with that being said, maybe you should give him one more chance, Katie. He still cares about you.”
I let out a frustrated sigh. “I'm sure hedoessince he refused to see or talk to me. That sounds like something you do when youcareabout someone,” I say sarcastically.
She gives me a small smile and heads out of the kitchen instead of going to the fridge.
“Wait, don’t we need more punch?” I ask, confused.