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hope and dream. Stop trying to shoot me down. Can’t you drive any faster?”
    â€œI’m going past the speed limit as it is. Calm down, okay? Jeez, you’re like some lovesick teenager.”
    Ted didn’t bother to respond, his thoughts on Maggie, their history, and possibly a future with her back in it. Everyone in the whole damn world knew he was still in love with Maggie Spitzer. Even Maggie knew it. Nobody thought she was in love with him. All he could do was hope for the best.
    Ten minutes later, Espinosa said, “Okay, big guy, we are here! How do you want to play this? Do we both go in? What?”
    Ted shrugged. “I don’t know what the protocol is for bailing out three drunk ladies, one of whom is my boss. I guess we’ll just wing it, which means come with me.”
    Espinosa hopped out of his SUV and followed Ted into the bistro. He spotted the happy drunken trio within seconds. They waved and shouted. Annie let loose with a shrill whistle, doing a better job than he ever could have—and he was a guy. He was impressed. His boss’s prowess in all things always impressed him for some reason.
    â€œIs the bill paid?” Ted asked, his eyes on Maggie.
    â€œI paid it because Annie only had seventy-three dollars that she won in Vegas and I had to make up the difference because the bill was wayyyyyy higher than seventy-three dollars,” Myra singsonged.
    â€œCan you walk, ladies?” Ted asked through clenched teeth.
    â€œSuch a silly question, Mr. Robinson. Of course we can walk. We could probably dance if we were asked to. Dance, that is. Isn’t that right, girls?” Annie said, her arms flapping every which way.
    â€œRight on,” Myra said, twirling around; she would have fallen if Espinosa hadn’t grabbed her by the arm. “I have this inner-ear problem,” Myra said defensively.
    â€œI-do-not-feel-the-need-to-dance,” Maggie said, enunciating each word carefully, her eyes crossing as she tried to focus on the two men standing in front of her.
    â€œAnd I do not feel like dancing either, so there, young man,” Annie said, holding tight to Myra’s arm. She leaned over and hissed into her friend’s ear, “We have to stop doing this; we’re too damned old to get drunk and depend on other people to get us home.”
    Myra glared at Annie, her expression saying more than any words could have.
    It was tough going, but somehow Ted and Espinosa got the three women into the backseat of the SUV. “Where to, ladies?”
    â€œMyra’s house. Maggie is staying with me until her tenant moves out, but I just got back from Vegas, and the house is in a shambles. Does that answer your question, young man?” Annie chirped.
    All Ted heard was that Maggie was staying and would move back into her house. He mumbled something in response. Life was looking good.
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    Getting the inebriated ladies out of the SUV proved to be a bit harder than it was getting them in. All Espinosa could see were legs everywhere as the women tumbled over each other. Finally, they were all in the house. Espinosa looked around and decided to make coffee. Ted headed into Myra’s family room and built a fire. He ran upstairs for blankets and pillows, which he spread out on the floor. Everyone needed to sleep it off.
    â€œThis isn’t feeling right to me, Ted. I’m not sure it’s a good idea to leave these three alone. Maybe we should stay,” Espinosa said.
    â€œI know what you mean, and I feel the same way, but I think when they wake up they’ll be happy we aren’t here. We’ll get them settled and leave. Five bucks says they’ll be asleep in minutes. They’re pretty damn drunk in case you haven’t noticed.”
    â€œOh, I noticed,” Espinosa said sharply. “Wonder what got into them?”
    â€œSometimes you really are stupid, Espinosa. What got into them is Maggie. They had no