Another Saturday Night and I Ain't Got No Body (A Page Turners Novel) Read Online Free Page B

with a napkin as all eyes turned to her. “Gosh, seems like only a few weeks ago. You know, that date with what’s-his-name?”
    In truth, it had been months since Sunny had been on a real date. So much of her time revolved around her job as a teacher. The fact that she worked primarily with women, and didn’t like to club-hop sorely diminished her chances of meeting eligible men. Life had sort of settled into a routine of working, coming home, walking Beau, then curling up on the sofa with dinner, a good book or a movie, and collapsing into bed around ten o’clock. Her only sister had moved out of the country last year in an effort to find herself, and she was lucky to hear from her mother once a month. Her weekends were spent around the house, cleaning, gardening or hanging out with her girlfriends.
    Said girlfriends now watched her intently, and Maggie had that one eyebrow-raised look she got with defendants who weren’t always telling ‘the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God.’ “Liar.”
    “Well, it seems like a few weeks ago.”
    “Girls, we’ve got to help her. Now my friend has a grandson–” Edna began.
    “Stop,” Sunny cried. “Don’t go any further. I’m perfectly happy to find my own man. I don’t even know if I’m searching for my own man.” Suddenly that vanilla latte was not setting very well as her stomach churned with the thought of a set up with one of Edna’s friends’ grandsons. She hated all this attention focused on her and her failed attempts to find or hold on to a guy.
    “That’s your problem,” Cassie said. “I think Edna’s got a point. You’ve had plenty of time to find a man on your own. And, frankly, you stink. If this were your job, you would be fired. In fact, you are fired.”
    “I’m fired from my own love life?”
    “You’re fired from managing your own love life,” Cassie continued. “I hereby declare The Pleasant Valley Page Turners as the new managers of Sunny’s non-existent love life.” 
    “Wait a minute–” Sunny said, the latte now threatening to come back up.
    “You’ve already waited minutes, hours, days, weeks, years. Forget it. We are now in charge. We will make it our mission to find you a man or else.” 
    Sunny knew Cassie was used to leading troops of moms into getting fired-up for PTA projects and bake sales, but this was her life (or lack of life, it seemed) they were rallying around.
    The girls seemed to eat up the ‘Grand Pooh-Bah’ Cassie’s words as they nodded and edged forward on their seats.
    “I know where they do speed-dating,” Edna said. “I tried it once, but those men were only interested in my body.”
    Sunny almost spit out her mouthful of coffee. “I’m not speed-dating.”
    Cassie opened her planner. “I think you’re on to something, Edna. Let’s designate Saturdays as date days, and we each take turns setting Sunny up on dates throughout the summer. By fall, we should have a match. You’ve just started your summer break, Sunny, and I know you’ve got a giant stack of novels you’re planning to read, but you’ll still have plenty of time to devote to finding Mr. Right.”
    Finding Mr. Right ? I didn’t even know if I was looking for Mr. Maybe. Things were really getting carried away here. No one was paying attention to her or to what she wanted. But what did she want? Her life was safe and quiet. Had it only been a couple of days since she had wished for more excitement ? She feared she was about to get her wish.
    Cassie’s persuasiveness took over, and Sunny found herself agreeing to open up the next six Saturdays of the summer to let each of the women set her up on one blind date of their choice. In some odd twist of trying to include her, they even let Piper have one shot at matchmaking stardom. Maggie, always the lawyer, negotiated an extra two Saturdays, in case of illness, hurricanes, tornadoes, or other acts of God that might interfere with one of the Saturday