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Meeting the Family
Now
“SO, AUNT Nancy,” Trey Novak said proudly, “this is Dewey Saunders. I told
you I’d bring him to meet you before we moved in together.”
Nancy Armstrong was the fiftyish, interesting kind of aunt, an artist
with an eclectically furnished apartment in half a converted Victorian in
Midtown Sacramento. She lived in the upstairs and used the downstairs for
her crystal and tarot shop and art gallery, where she did readings and life
coaching in the mornings. She had a lion’s mane of streaked brown-andblond hair and squirrel-bright brown eyes in a face that had seen a life lived
her way and a few boyfriends she’d rather forget, as well as the one she was
living with now, who she was pretty happy to remember.
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“Trey,” Nan said, standing on tiptoes to give him a hug. “Dewey! So
nice to meet you!” She gestured into her apartment, which had been the
nightmare and wonder of Trey’s adulthood because it was a collection of
spindly-legged end tables and collectible shelves, each with its share of
tchotchkes and dust catchers, none of which had more than a one in a
hundred chance of surviving any sort of fall intact.
Trey—who had met and
come to treasure Nan when he’d moved to Sacramento for school—had
both loved and feared visiting here in equal measure, until one day the
unthinkable happened and he’d tripped and taken out an entire coffee table,
reducing it to tiny sticks and attractive rubble. Nancy had laughed, salvaged
what could be saved, and thrown away the rest, patting Trey on the cheek
and telling him it was a sign to hit another garage sale and pull some more
treasures from storage. She was just glad he wasn’t hurt. The moment had
helped establish Nan as the parent he wished he’d had, but he was still
really careful about her apartment.
Now Trey settled himself at her dining room table, which featured an
assortment of cushioned chairs, at least three chosen specifically with his
six-foot athletic build in mind. Dewey, who stood a slender five foot eight,
settled daintily on a delicate Georgian creation, while Trey took the
farmhouse special.
“Would you like rose-hip tea?” she asked, and for a moment, Trey got
excited, because he loved rose-hip tea.
“Trey likes coffee with lots of milk and sugar,” Dewey said with
confidence, and Nan met Trey’s eyes across the table.
“Of course,” she said, eyes narrowing a little. “I should have
remembered. You, Dewey?”
“Same,” he said. “It’s weird—it’s like we like our coffee exactly the
same way.”
“That is weird,” she said, and Trey tried not to fidget. “So, Dewey,
Trey never did tell me how you two met. One minute he was the world’s
loneliest soccer coach and the next you two were going out to a movie. He’s
not exactly Mr. Smooth. How did that happen?”
“We just started talking—” Trey said, trying to get the version out there
that was unfettered with details, dressing; that is, the truth.
“Well, he was in this coffee shop where I work, Bean There. Have you
heard of it?”
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