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“I could be a circus performer, don’t you think, Ted?

“You could be, if the business thing doesn’t work out for you.” Ted nervously watched Nancy traipse along the top of a wrought iron fence, ready to catch her if she fell.

“Would you travel with me?” She held out her arms.

“I would.” He lifted her down. She weighed next to nothing. “I could be your roadie.” Not wanting to let her go just yet, he swung her in a circle making her laugh.

Nancy in a good mood was a joy to behold. It had taken a lot of sweet talking tonight to get her there. What with the Fawn mess and everything.

“Are there roadies in the circus?” They stopped and Nancy leaned against him for support. Ted was a bit dizzy himself.

“I don’t know.” He couldn’t resist kissing her smiling lips again. She tasted like candy canes.

“You could be in charge of sales.” They walked towards the house, hand in hand. “You know you’re good at selling stuff.”

He was and this was going to be one of his tougher sells. “Nance.” It had taken Ted almost the entire walk across campus to get up the nerve. “About Fawn.”

Nancy’s grip on his hand tightened. “What about Fawn?” Her tone was light, the laughter still coloring it.

“She’s been a bit…” How to say it? Ted yanked at his collar with his free hand. “Emotional.” Yeah, that was a safe word.

A pause. “I suspect she would be, what with her room burning up and everything. It’d probably make me cry.”

Ted relaxed.  “When Fawn gets emotional, she doesn’t always say or do rational things.”

“Like what?” Dancing blue eyes sparkled up at him.

Likely expecting him to tell an amusing story. Recent fallouts of Fawn not getting her way flew through Ted’s mind. None of them amusing and none of them he’d share with anyone, not without a lot of guilt. He owed Fawn some loyalty.

“Doesn’t matter.” His voice was gruff. “I just don’t want you getting upset if anything happens.” If Fawn hurt Nancy…

“Don’t worry, Ted. Nothing’s going to happen.”

He wanted to believe her but “Nance.”

A slight whistle of breath through her plump lips. “Ted, I’m a big girl. I know Fawn’s your good friend. I know she’s had a crappy night. I’m not going to hold anything she says or does against her, I promise.”

Ted looked down at her auburn head with admiration. “Thank you Nancy.” He hugged her close and she laughed.

“You better be a darn good roadie, Ted.”

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Read more about an older Nancy, Anne’s business partner, in Breach Of Trust, available May 2008