Chapter 213

After a much-needed long nap, at about five am something, maybe a loud noise woke them. "I can't believe we slept the entire night." She shook her head.

"Me either." John swung his legs to the side of the bed. "I'm going to see what or who woke us up." And he left the room.

A minute later, the front door open and close. She lay in bed, missing his body heat, which reminded her of the headache with the heat pump at the diner, which led her to facing another bank meeting with the loan officer, Janet Trumpey.

Oh dear, what a mess I've made. This was supposed to be a simple upgrade, so what happened? John had no control over the dishwasher or the extra party/meeting room, or the heating issue. Nor did she. She hoped and prayed the customers would come back and bring all their friends and family.

The door opened and closed again. "John, is that you?"

"Yes, it is." He stuck his head through the bedroom doorway.

"Find anything?"

He shook his head. "It may have been a car backfir