The older woman shook her head. “No idea. She wanted to be anonymous, I guess. All I know is that she had white hair, like us!”
“It wasn’t me,” the other lady said and her friend laughed.
“No, wasn’t me either. I can’t afford to do that. But bless her heart, whoever it was.”
Matt and Mandy were meeting Kevin and his date at The Gaslight at seven. The plan was to have dinner and stay and listen to some live music. The Gaslight was right downtown and had an intriguing menu, with lots of small plates and creative appetizers. Mandy loved their tuna nachos.
When they reached the front door of the restaurant, they spotted Kevin coming their way with his date, and both Mandy and Matt’s jaws dropped. Matt turned to Mandy and lowered his voice. “I had no idea, I swear. Kevin told me that he met someone a week or so ago at happy hour. He did say her name was Amy, but I never made the connection. I was kind of distracted at the time and didn’t ask any questions. I guess I should have.”
Mandy took a breath. At least if Amy was dating Kevin, maybe she’d stop flirting with Matt. So, it might not be a bad thing—though she wasn’t keen to spend an evening with the other woman.
Kevin looked happy though and Amy was all smiles as she walked along with her arm through his.
“I’m glad we could all do this tonight,” Kevin said. He glanced at Amy and it was clear that he was smitten. “Matt, Mandy, I’d like you to meet Amy.”
“We met recently, at the Crosswinds,” Amy said. “And I know Matt from the Boat Basin.”
“It’s nice to see you again,” Mandy said politely.
Matt nodded. “Kevin mentioned he was dating someone new. I didn’t realize that it was you, Amy.”
Amy grinned. “When Kevin told me you were one of his best friends, I took it as a sign.”
Kevin looked confused. “You didn’t say anything. I didn’t know you knew each other.”
“Didn’t I? Sorry about that. I meant to.” She smiled at him and he melted.
“Shall we go in?” Matt suggested.
They were seated at a cozy table near a fireplace that was filled with candles. Amy and Kevin sat next to each other on a bench and Mandy and Matt were opposite them on chairs. They ordered cocktails, white wine for Mandy, vodka and soda for Amy and beers for the guys. They decided on a bunch of appetizers, including tuna nachos and small plates of braised short ribs and fried chicken sliders.
The conversation was…interesting. Kevin was mostly silent and Amy talked non-stop. By the time they finished eating Mandy had learned more than she ever wanted to know about Kevin’s new girlfriend. She was surprised to learn that Amy was older than she’d thought. She’d recently turned forty, though you’d never know it by the way she dressed.
Tonight, she was wearing high heels, skinny jeans and a short fuzzy sweater. Up close though Mandy could see that Amy wore more makeup than she realized when she’d first met her. She was also pretty sure that she was wearing false eyelashes which seemed to be all the rage with some women. Mandy couldn’t imagine bothering with that. She was fine with the same mascara she’d been using since she was in high school. It was Maybelline, very black and in a pink and green tube. It did the job just fine.
She realized, too, that when Amy shook her head, her blonde hair didn’t move. It was permanently fluffed and sprayed to death. It was a cute cut though, and it made her blue eyes look bigger.
“How did you two meet?” Amy asked Mandy at one point.
“At the restaurant where I work. Matt came in often and we got to chatting.”
Matt grinned. “I wanted to ask her out for months, but she wasn’t interested in dating for a while.”
“Oh, right. You were married to Cory Lawson. I used to see him out at the Club Car all the time. That’s where I met Kevin, too.”
Mandy just nodded. She hadn’t realized it at the time, but many of the nights when Cory said he was working late, he was actually playing late, out with the young guys in his office or with one of his many women ‘friends’。
“He’s a good-looking guy and they say he’s one of the wealthiest men on Nantucket. I’m not sure I would have let him go—though, I imagine you did okay in the divorce?”
Mandy was speechless. She wasn’t sure how to respond to that. It was none of Amy’s business.
Matt spoke up and changed the subject. “Here comes our waitress. Does anyone want another drink? I think the music is about to start.”