I went around back for the picnic basket her mom had pushed into my hand before suggesting we go for a ride. If her dad had said no I'm sure Mrs. Lyon would've found a way to make it happen. She seemed like a woman on a mission.

All day I've been getting the feeling that she, and Mrs. Mancini were up to something, every time I walked into a room when those two were together they'd stop talking and give me these smiles that I imagine make their husbands bend ...