[The Porch Wolf] Chapter 7

"I haven't been on a snowmobile in years," Liv said. "Neither of us own the gear for it."

"That will be my problem," I replied. "Would Friday be all right? I can't cook, but I could pick you up at eleven and take you to lunch in town, then out to my property for the afternoon. I will answer all of your questions then."

"Not tonight?" Natalie looked disappointed.

"Friday, I will explain everything if that is all right."

The two looked at each other, then Liv nodded to me. "I will see you Friday at eleven," she said.

"You kids have fun, I'm too old to be on a snowmobile," Natalie said.

I couldn't stay around, not with the thoughts bouncing around in my head. "I must be going," I said. "Thank you for a lovely evening." It took twenty more minutes to complete the Minnesota Long Goodbye, and I ended up taking a plate of leftovers and some pie with me, but I made it home by seven.

I had to make some phone calls before this situation blew up