maybe they wouldn’t have such a hard time buying my story.”
Cole crinkled his forehead. “So you want us to spend time together, helping people. Fine, I can do that? Tell me how.”
“I guess you could come with me to my community dance class tomorrow. It’s all girls, and we’re always looking for guys to help us with lifts.”
“What time?”
“Seven—I know that’s early. But a lot of my girls are Catholic, and have to be done in time for second Mass at St. Peter’s.”
Cole brought his phone back out and started typing. “It’s not early for me. I’ll have Agnes clear my schedule.”
Now it was her turn to shake her head. “You work on Sunday mornings, too?”
“Of course I do,” he answered, like she was the odd one because she didn’t.
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