at Nora. “Is Nell Bollinger okay, do you know? She was supposed to send over a flyer for Logan’s open house, but it never came. I’ve been trying to call her, but I just get voice mail.”
“I haven’t talked to Nell in a while,” she said. She wasn’t surprised, though, that Nell was volunteering for Two Wings. Nell had spent her life working for worthy causes, and even at eighty she wasn’t slowing down. “I’ll try to find out, if that’ll help.”
Logan shook his head. “It’s no big deal. I’m sure I can patch something together.” He patted the countertop. “I’ll e-mail you later in the week, Jasper. Good to see you, Nora.”
And just like that, he was headed for the door.
She didn’t have time to think it through or worry whether she looked a fool. If she was going to talk to him, she was going to have to chase him out onto the sidewalk. And so she did.
He turned when he heard her footsteps behind him. His face was, as always, polite but remote.
“Logan,” she said. “I’m sorry to hold you up.”
“No problem.” He didn’t wear a cowboy hat, as so many of Eastcreek’s men did. He faced the sun, which turned his eyes the incandescent blue of a butterfly wing. And speaking of butterflies…
She was suddenly trying to swallow past a swarm of them. How did he do that to her? He wasn’t flirting, and neither was she. And yet suddenly the air hummed with awareness.
“I wondered if you could tell me how Sean is doing,” she said. “I’m trying to let him handle his responsibility to you on his own, but naturally I’m concerned.”
He hesitated only a second or so. And then he shrugged. “He works hard. I can’t say he seems thrilled about it, but he does it.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” she said. “I wondered, because, at home, at least, he’s still a little…lukewarm about it.”
He chuckled. “He’d have to go a way to reach lukewarm.”
“I know.” She sighed. “But that first night, when you brought him home, he seemed almost enthusiastic. I was disappointed that his attitude changed so much.”
“Me, too.” He had his keys in his pocket, and he shifted them, making a jingling sound that hinted he had somewhere to be. “Look, I wouldn’t worry too much about it, Nora. He’s insecure. I guess that’s to be expected.”
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