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or connected to either man.
    When BoomBoom hung up the phone she turned to Alicia, who was throwing cherry wood on the fire in the huge kitchen fireplace.
    “Harry is stopping by.”
    “Good. She’s a tonic, that one.” Alicia smiled her dazzling smile.
    Older people said she looked like Hedy Lamarr, younger people said she looked like Catherine Zeta-Jones, but, really, Alicia looked like Alicia.
    “Wonder what’s going on? Not like Harry.” BoomBoom had heard a note of urgency in Harry’s voice.
    “You two have made up.”
    “Pretty much.” BoomBoom, blond hair curling around her shoulders, inhaled. “I was an ass. I could have slept with a lot of men. I didn’t have to pick her husband, even though they were separated.”
    “He’s uncommonly handsome. And nice. Fair is a genuinely nice man.”
    “Six months is my limit.” BoomBoom tossed this off as she confronted the enormous espresso machine. “Espresso with cream and a curl of orange rind would be perfect on a day like this. You know, I need an engineering degree to work this thing.”
    “Mocha latte with lots of cream.” Alicia watched as BoomBoom’s two rescue kittens charged into the kitchen, tumbling over each other. “Cream. I swear they know the word.”
    The two women laughed as BoomBoom knelt down to scratch the cats’ ears, one black and white and the other a red tabby.
    “Hard to believe they came from the same litter.”
    “I know.” BoomBoom again faced the espresso machine. “Since I can work this, I have full confidence I could work for NASA. Have you ever seen anything so complicated in your life?”
    “Yes, the iDrive on the seven-series BMW. Worst piece of you-know-what to come down the pike. And that ugly sawed-off truck lid—the designers have lost their minds, screwing up a fabulous machine like that.”
    “Heard BMW has gotten so many complaints they’ll simplify the iDrive soon.”
    “Not soon enough. The unflattering design has now carried over into the five-series, the five-series!” Alicia threw up her hands, the large diamond on her ring finger catching the light. “How could they?”
    Both women were motorheads, as was Harry, and the three could blab for hours about cars, trucks, and tractors. BoomBoom didn’t like the changes made by BMW either so instead of trading in her four-year-old 7-series for a new one, she traded it for a Mercedes S600.
    Alicia drove a Porsche C4 911 in good weather. She also owned a Land Cruiser, a spanking-new F-150, and an older F-350 dually. With her wealth she should have just bought a dealership.
    The deep-throated rumble of the old Ford truck alerted them and the kittens that Harry had arrived.
    “This isn’t the day, but we’ll have to get Harry in a corner about the redesigned F-150. You know she’ll know everything about it.” BoomBoom peeled rind off an orange as Alicia set out large mugs.
    “I could make my famous chicken potpie. Given the weather I’m not sure I want to drive over to the club. I can live without turkey and sweet potato pie.”
    “Doubt she’ll stay that long,” BoomBoom replied.
    “Actually, I shouldn’t, either. I’d better get home before it turns pitch black.” Alicia noted the ever-darkening skies.
    BoomBoom, walking toward the mudroom where the back door was located, stopped and surprised herself by turning to Alicia and saying, “I miss you when we’re not together.”
    “BoomBoom, that’s the greatest compliment you could give me.” Alicia beamed at her.
    “Knock, knock.” Harry opened the back door a crack.
    “Come on in.” BoomBoom peered out into the snow. “Bring in the kids. They won’t want to sit in the truck.”
    “You don’t mind? I heard you found two kittens.” Harry loved kittens better than anything on earth and had just spied the black and white one, four legs spread out, looking up at her from under a kitchen chair.
    “Lucy and Desi will have to get used to other animals. Yours are so well