"New place, hunh? With Mason? That's good, Eli."
Eva could hear the smile in Gus' voice and it made her smile too. She shifted the pay phone in her hand, and leaned against its metal casing, looking up at the sky. "Yeah, it's good."
"It's in a safe neighborhood? You got good locks?"
"Yeah, it's got good locks. And it's not like I'm gonna, you know... be alone."
"Yeah. That's good. So, am I gonna meet this guy or what?"
"Well, yeah, we want to come at the end of the month, the weekend of the Strawberry Festival."
Gus chuckled, the sound husky and warm, even through the phone connection's crackle. "Meredith will like that."
"She entering a pie again?"
"Nah, they do desserts now. She does some weird layered thing with alcohol."
Eva grinned. "I bet you like the alcohol part."
"Sure do." They listened to each other laugh a moment. "Your room alright? We could put you up in town."
"My room is fine."
"He'll probably have to duck."
"Yeah, he's pretty tall." Eva smiled, raising a hand to tuck her hair back from her face as it whipped around in a cool wind. Her eyes shifted up to the sky once more. Clouds scudded in from the sea, bruised blue and purple, heavy with rain.
"Listen, Eli... this guy..."
"Mason."
"Yeah. Is this a convenience thing? Moving in with him? I know money's been tight..."
A drop of rain hit Eva, and she hunched her shoulders against the incoming shower. "It's not a convenience thing."
"Because... you deserve better than a consolation prize."
"He's not a consolation prize... he's... he's the grand prize. He's the big show, Gus."
"Elinor... are you crying?"
"No. It's just the rain."
Eva could hear the smile in Gus' voice and it made her smile too. She shifted the pay phone in her hand, and leaned against its metal casing, looking up at the sky. "Yeah, it's good."
"It's in a safe neighborhood? You got good locks?"
"Yeah, it's got good locks. And it's not like I'm gonna, you know... be alone."
"Yeah. That's good. So, am I gonna meet this guy or what?"
"Well, yeah, we want to come at the end of the month, the weekend of the Strawberry Festival."
Gus chuckled, the sound husky and warm, even through the phone connection's crackle. "Meredith will like that."
"She entering a pie again?"
"Nah, they do desserts now. She does some weird layered thing with alcohol."
Eva grinned. "I bet you like the alcohol part."
"Sure do." They listened to each other laugh a moment. "Your room alright? We could put you up in town."
"My room is fine."
"He'll probably have to duck."
"Yeah, he's pretty tall." Eva smiled, raising a hand to tuck her hair back from her face as it whipped around in a cool wind. Her eyes shifted up to the sky once more. Clouds scudded in from the sea, bruised blue and purple, heavy with rain.
"Listen, Eli... this guy..."
"Mason."
"Yeah. Is this a convenience thing? Moving in with him? I know money's been tight..."
A drop of rain hit Eva, and she hunched her shoulders against the incoming shower. "It's not a convenience thing."
"Because... you deserve better than a consolation prize."
"He's not a consolation prize... he's... he's the grand prize. He's the big show, Gus."
"Elinor... are you crying?"
"No. It's just the rain."