Page 47 of Ghost

“Well, I’ll volunteer to help.” I reached for my plates and then met his gaze. “If you want it, that is.”

“If you can build a car like that,” he said. “I’d be honored.”

“Just say the word,” I said. “I’ll make the time.”

“I appreciate it.” He looked at each of us and then grinned from ear to ear. “Let me know if there’s anything I can get you. Enjoy your lunch.”

“I love you, George,” Abby said.

“I love you, Abby,” he replied.

After he walked away, Abby looked at me and smiled. “Well, you won him over.”

“A way to a man’s heart is having a common bond with him,” I said.

“And, the way to a woman’s heart,” she picked up her sandwich and took a bite. “Is by trusting her.”

“What do you mean?”

“When you gave me the code to your phone?” A soft smile formed on her face. “I melted.”

“Transparency is the only way something like this will work,” I said.

“I agree,” she said. “Thank you.”

I knew, however, there were some things I’d never be able to tell Abby. And that, more than anything else, bothered me.