Chapter 15: Chapter 15: Return to New York

Michael considered turning off the ball game when they entered the top of the ninth inning with his Yankees down five runs to one.  At least Beaulieu didn’t get a perfect game.  There was that.

His phone buzzed and he glanced down at the screen.  Shit!  He’d forgotten that he’d sent that message to Maggie.  He clicked her name and jumped as bass-driven club music shattered the quiet of his apartment. There was Maggie dressed in a skimpy purple dress.  He could see people dancing behind her as she sassed him from Martha’s Vineyard.  He grinned at her cheeky tone.  Video, eh?

He held out his phone and pressed record.  “I know it’s video, Mags.  So how’s the wedding?  Is this better?” he smirked, and then pressed the send button again.

Two minutes later he had her reply.  “The wedding was beautiful.  The party’s great.” She smiled wryly. “What are you up to this fine evening?”