Managin’ His Assets: Chapter One
Sid
“Hey Dex. It’s Sid. Again.” The cooling engine clicked while I left another message for my best friend and business partner. “Get back to me, will you? Let me know if you’re gonna be home for Mama and Jack’s engagement party on the fifteenth. We’d all love to see you.”
Dex left Hillsboro about a month ago. He went out on tour to promote his debut country rock album, Rock It To You. But he’d gone radio silent a month ago. No calls, emails, or texts. To anyone. Not me, his mama or, judging from her behaviour, his girl.
I only hoped he was having as much fun as he could justify hurting her over. Because I’m gonna kill him when he got home.
I locked my car and headed into the Rosewood Diner, a staple in Hillsboro for decades. Since the 1920s, if you believed ol’Ray. He and his gorgeous wife, Thelma, took it over from the original owners back in the late-sixties.
“Not the Rosewood anymore.” I smiled up at the unlit roadside sign announcing the Rock It To Me Diner to the world.
“Whole damn town grew up in that diner.” Don’t tell, but my vision blurred when Ray and Thelma, lifelong friends of my Memaw, came to mind. They were like everyone’s grandparents. Loads of advice, warm hugs, and pie.
