“She’s not a minion at your beck and call. She’s a woman, a very beautiful woman, who happens to be incredibly smart, so don’t be your usual surly self when you call her.”
I mimicked his words with a surly look on my face when he strode towards the door. “If she’s so smart and beautiful, why don’t you go to Snowberry?”
He leaned against the doorjamb. “Because my name isn’t Gideon Armstrong Jr. and it’s not my parents’ pharmacy.” He motioned at my phone with his finger all pointy and judgy. “Call her, now.”
I picked up the phone, holding it in my hand while I waited for him to leave. When he disappeared, I opened the internet app, rather than the phone app, and typed in the law firm name. I brought the phone closer to my face turning it left then right before laying the phone upside down on my blotter. No, no, no. That cannot be Kate Kupid. I picked up the phone again and stared at the beautiful sienna eyes that still haunted my dreams to this day. There was no way I was calling Kate Kupid.
Kate
“Rosie?” I called. “Rosie, where are you?”
I was hoping the tone of my voice would have her running back here to see why I wanted her, but after five minutes, she still hadn’t appeared. I hit the intercom on the phone instead. “Rosie, what in the heck are you doing?”
The words weren’t out of my mouth before she was standing in the doorway. “I was doing my job, which involved talking on the phone in a friendly manner, not yelling over my shoulder at my pesky boss!”
I held up my hands. “Sorry, I’m a little cranky today.”
She folded her arms over her chest. “You don’t say. What did you need?”
“I want to know who this Gideon Armstrong guy is. He’s coming at eleven and I didn’t make that appointment. I knew a Gideon Armstrong, but he’s been dead for years.”
“I made that appointment. He called late yesterday afternoon and I forgot to mention it when you came in. Before he gets here, I’m afraid I have some bad news.”
I went around my desk and took her arm, guiding her to a chair. I knelt next to her and patted her shoulder. “Is it your mom?”
She shook her head. “No, mom is doing great. Ever since Winifred got her that gym membership, she’s in the pool every day.”
“Good, so if it’s not your mom, then what’s the bad news?”
“Mrs. Armstrong has passed on.”
I put my hand to my mouth. “Karen Armstrong?”
She nodded and I frowned, thinking about the last time I had seen Karen in the office. It was almost six months ago now.
“What happened? She wasn’t that old.”
“Breast cancer. By the time they found it, she was too far gone.”
“So Gideon is Karen’s son?”
“Gideon Armstrong Jr.”
“Ahh, okay. She told me the last time she was here, that she would be sending over new requests for the pharmacy, but I never received them.”
Rosie frowned. “I wonder if I gave it to Attorney Kadlec because he was her lawyer for years. I’ll check his files.”
“Please do. I’ll need to read it over before Junior gets here, so I don’t look like I’m unfamiliar with his mother’s case.”
She looked sad and I patted her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, Rosie. Case crossover is going to happen with Kadlec retiring.”
“I’m just worried about what’s going to happen to the pharmacy now that Mrs. Armstrong is dead. I hope they don’t close it. I mean Hank’s been running it since her husband died, but he might not want to buy it. If he doesn’t, how will we get our medications? We’ll have to go to Rochester, which is just too far to drive to for most of the older people in town.”
I kept my hand on her shoulder. “Rosie, relax. Get me the file and I’ll do my best to make sure the pharmacy stays open.”
She pushed herself out of the chair, nodding as though she was still trying to find a solution to the pharmacy closing. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to go on about it.”
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