Moran had been watching the scene unfolding nearby, taking it all in.

He noticed York and Gaylord going out of their way to look after Charlene and Connie, but chalked it up to simple chivalry. After all, out of the eight or nine people in Charlene's group, only she and Connie were women. It made perfect sense that the guys would look out for their female friends.

Just as he turned his attention elsewhere, Vesta returned.

"There you are," Moran said, relief in his voice. "I was just about to call you. They've already got the barbecue going-come get something to eat?"

Vesta smiled. "Sounds good."

She paused, then asked, "Shouldn't we wait for Granger?"

"He's already had dinner. Told us not to hold up on his account."

"All right."

looked much better than before; her earlier moodiness had faded. The promise of barbecue brought a smile to her face, and she was about to say something when she caught sight of a vaguely familiar figure

thinking she must be mistaken. But as she looked closer, she realized she wasn't: "Wait...is that Charlene? What's she doing

the others wouldn't hear of it, gently insisting she relax. Reluctantly,

a large sunshade, Leah and her friends couldn't make out the faces of everyone in

of her way to look for them since arriving. Now, hearing Leah's exclamation,

someone's eyes on her, Charlene glanced over and met Vesta's gaze. Recognizing both


group. With a slight sneer, she muttered to Charlene, "She's really here Like a bad penny, she always turns up

Charlene said nothing.

out a short, derisive laugh. "Yeah, she

of the backstory, looked puzzled. "Who's Charlene?" one of them

family drama in public. Face

turned away and said

"Yeah. Good idea."

way to the picnic blanket, joining the others. As she chatted and nibbled on grilled food, she felt distracted. Her gaze drifted and she was surprised to spot York

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