After the Rain (The Callahans) Read Online Free Page B

I help ten or fifteen disabled’s a day.” Trey walked over and sat down in an empty chair, bouncing Amy up and down, once he was seated.
    “Didn’t you check her ID?” Faye continued, obviously miffed at him.
    He gave her a strange look. “Why don’t you introduce us and maybe I’ll connect the dots here?”
    It was Faye’s turn to look embarrassed. “Trey Callahan, Kylie Rhodes.”
    Trey looked at Kylie Rhodes, still confused. Obviously, he was missing something here.
    “Hello?” Faye’s voice jarred him into looking at her again. “The APB?”
    Now the dots were connecting. “Ah, I get it.” He looked over at Kylie, amused. “You’re the friend who was missing. The one-”
    “Everyone’s looking for,” Kylie finished for him, her face flushed again. “That’s me. My mother tends to panic first and think later.”
    “Why did you call her Montana if you didn’t know who she was?” Faye wanted to know.
    “Because I noticed her license plates.” Trey took a sip of soda. “They caught my eye. I don’t see too many Montana plates around these parts. I didn’t make the connection between her and your missing friend. To be honest, I forgot where you told me she was from.”
    “You told him to run an APB on me?” Kylie said, as though she just now heard the abbreviated letters for All Points Bulletin. “God, Faye, you didn’t.”
    “Felice said you were missing,” Faye said, sheepishly. “What was I supposed to do? He’s practically my brother-in-law and he’s a cop. You’re my best friend and I thought something happened to you.”
    Kylie groaned, covering her face with her hands.
    “If it makes you feel better, I haven’t gotten around to running the APB yet.” He ignored the dirty look Faye sent his way and relinquished control of his niece to her mother, who had finished eating by this point.
    Elle jabbed him in the shoulder as she looked over at Kylie, a playful smile on her face. “You have to watch out for this one. He can charm the socks off of any female, even a two-year-old who is teething.”
    He rolled his eyes, avoiding Kylie’s gaze. Fortunately, the normal banter of a Callahan dinner took over and all talk of Trey and Kylie’s impromptu meeting was forgotten.
    “Why don’t you tell Kylie about the carnival coming up, Trey?”
    He looked over at Faye, his gaze narrowed. The request was random and had him curious as to her motives. He finished chewing a bite of his hamburger and wiped his mouth. He noticed right away that Kylie looked uncomfortable at being singled out again. She was definitely shy, this one. “It’s a charity thing. We do all kinds of games and stuff like that. There are rides and different booths with face painting and crafts, that kind of stuff. It’s in a few weeks on a Saturday.”
    “That sounds like fun,” Kylie said, taking a drink of soda. He noticed right away that she was avoiding his gaze.
    “It is,” Faye said, enthusiastically. Too enthusiastically. “What do you think, Kyle? We could do a little charity work. It’d be fun. We could have our own booth.”
    Trey chewed as he watched Kylie’s reaction. Definitely negative, he figured out. But Faye wasn’t swayed.
    “There’s always stuff to do, or cook. You’re great with face painting. How about that?”
    Kylie looked uncomfortable again. “I’m not that good at it.”
    “She did face painting for the entire cheerleading squad in high school. We were the tigers.” Faye grinned from ear to ear. “I have pictures.”
    “No,” Kylie said firmly. “You don’t.”
    “I do.” Faye looked over at Trey. “Maybe you could find something fun for her to do.”
    Her ? What had happened to the us , he wondered? Apparently, so did Kylie because she shot her friend a deadly stare.
    Faye’s pointy-toed sandal connected with Trey’s shin and he grunted, before glaring at her. She just gave him a forceful look. “There’s always stuff to do, isn’t there? And we’re