was the drugstore for salve
First stop was the drugstore for salve. Second stop was the DMV. Charlene was behind the counter, looking all smiley-faced. She waved when she saw us, and we cut to the front of the line.
"Excuse us," Lula said to a bunch of grumblers. "We’re here doing Cupid patrol. And you need a attitude adjust-ment or Cupid’s gonna pass you by this year."
"I want to thank you again for babysitting," Charlene said.
"No problem. Just wanted to make sure everything was okay."
"Better than okay," Charlene said. "What’s on your face?"
"See, now isn’t that nice," Lula said on the way out of the building. "Don’t that make you feel all warm inside? I told you love was in the air."
Next stop was Larry Burlew’s butcher shop.
Burlew was waiting on a customer, so Lula and I stepped to the side. I looked across the street at the coffee shop and saw Jet waving to me. She smiled and gave me a thumbs-up. I thumbs-upped her back.
The customer left, and I stepped forward. "How did the dinner work out?" I asked Burlew.
"It was wonderful. The meat was perfect. And we served it with baby carrots and new potatoes. And then last night we made rack of lamb, and it was sensational."
"Yeah, but did you get any?" Lula wanted to know.
"Sure," Burlew said. "There was plenty to go around. We even had leftovers."
Lula cut her eyes to me. "Gonna have to get Diesel to talk to him in private."
"I made restaurant reservations tonight for Jet and me," Burlew said. "It’s Valentine’s Day." He looked more closely at me. "Do you have hives? You know, they’re usually an al-lergic reaction to something. Have you had any shellfish lately?"