Apr 1, 2023
I was so hungry tonight. Tornado loading I guess.
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I was so hungry tonight. Tornado loading I guess.
A nice dinner after another mystery solved
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in conclusion ✨eat the rich✨
Shamrock to a Thistle Chapter 8 A Nice Dinner
I wake with my head pounding, swimming stomach, dizzy head, and heavy eyed. It may be the worst hangover I have ever had, and I went to medical school.
“Oh my!” My dad says when he sees me. “How bad?”
“Very.” I groan out. I take a seat at the kitchen table. He hands me a very large, very strong cup of coffee. I nod my thanks and then moan as it makes my head feel like it is full of broken glass.
“Your mum said you were quite drunk.”
“I was. Oh God, did she take any pictures?”
“Unfortunately not.” One blessing. “Did you have a good time?”
“Very. I like him dad, a lot.”
When I walk into hospital,, Cully is the first person I see. She grins at me.
“Rough night?”
“Very. But, I had fun.”
“Oh, how much fun?”
“We talked, danced, and drank. And that is all.” She smiles and hands me a chart. I smile and head into the first room.
“Fraser Barrie.” I recognize him. “What have you done to yourself?”
“Burned my hand on a coffee pot.” He groans as I carefully check it.
“At the Highland Coo, was it?” He looks shocked at me,” I was with Jamie last night and treated him for his broken arm.”
“Ah ye are the infamous Claire. He couldn’t stop talking about ye.”
“Really what did he..” Cully's voice interrupts me.
“Fraser what?” she comes through.
“Dinna fash love. Just a burn.”
My hungover clod heided brother had ye working today!” She is steaming as much as the pot he was burned on.
“Aye but it is okay.” He tries to sooth her as I sooth burn cream on his hand and start to losely wrap it.”
“Nae, it isna. He will here from me. Claire is just as hung over and is able to work.”
“Hush Cully. He is alright and I don’t want everyone to know I was drinking last night.”
“Sorry Claire.”
“Sit with him while I do his discharge paperwork.” I walk up and look at the clock. Jamie will be here soon on his coffee run. I need to warn him of her anger. I get Fraser discharged and pull Cully aside.
“What is up with you and Fraser?”
“We have ken'd each other since we were bairns. We always ken'd that we would be together. There was always something there. We will be married eventually. To see him hurt.”
“I understand. But, you are not mad at me.”
“Nae Claire, he provided the alcohol.”
Jamie walks in at twenty after noon. He walks up with a bag of sandwiches and coffee. He smiles when he sees me.
“How are ye?”
“Badly hungover. And you?”
“The same. Ye dinna look it.”
“Oh you should ask my dad. He saw me first thing this morning.”
He hands me one of the coffees and a sandwich. “Hope that helps.”
“Thank you. I must warn you, Cully is on the warpath. Fraser came in and..”
“The burn. How is he?”
“He will be okay. Your sister..”
“Aye, I ken her temper.”
She comes around the desk, fire in her eyes.
“Jamie Anderson!”
“I ken Cully. I needed him this morning. I ken he was injured and ye blame me.” He hands her the coffee and the other sandwich.
“This isna enough.”
“Aye, a nice dinner tonight. With ye and Fraser and Claire and I.”
“That will do but, I am choosing the place and it will be expensive.” She warns,” We will meet ye at the Coo after work.’” She stumps off.
“Wow. Hey Jamie, was that a ploy to get m to come to dinner with you?”
He blushes. “Well ah.”
“All ye needed to do was ask.” I touch his hand, letting my hand rest there for a few seconds before heading off.
I find Cully in the canteen. I sit across from her. “So what do I wear?”
“Something fancy. I will get my way and it will be expensive.”
“I wouldn’t know even where to begin.”
“Dinna fash. I will come by before we head off to meet them. Yer mam and I can help ye find something.”
“This is Cully.” I call out to my dad as we move past him. My mum joins us as soon as she comes in.
“Help.” I tell them both.
“Okay, how much do ye wish to wind up my brother?”
“I don't know.” I have never been much for ‘ winding men up. All through my teens and early adulthood, my focus had been on school. Now it was on work.
“Okay.” She goes through my closet, reaching into the depths where I haven’t been in ages. She pulls two black dresses out. “Choose.”
I can’t. I just look back and forth between them. My mum takes pity. She takes one from her.
“This one Lexy. It shows just enough skin and shows off your best assets, your long legs and bum.”
“Mum!”
“Go change.” She says with a laugh. I do. I walk back out pulling on the back of the dress. I feel so exposed. It reaches mid thigh, tight on my bum. It cuts square across my chest. Cully wolf whistles when she sees me.
“He is going to freak.” She pulls my bun out and runs her fingers through my hair. “Come on.”
Jamie's eyes just about pop out of his head when he sees me. I realize he hasn’t seen me in anything but scrubs and jeans.
“Okay?” I shyly ask.
“Beyond okay. You are stunning Claire. He and. Fraser, who stands beside him, are also dressed up. They both wear suits and ties.” Where are we going Cully.
“Maule at Chardon.” His eyes leave me and turn towards his sister.
“That is quite expensive.”
“Fraser's injury,” she reminds him. “Besides you can afford it and I ken ye want to take yer girlfriend out somewhere nice.”
“Christ,” It is whispered low, but I hear it. “Come Claire.” He leads us to the taxi stand.
We are seated by a window when we enter the restaurant. Cully and Fraser fall into easy conversation. Jamie and I struggle a bit. We stick to water as Cully and Fraser enjoy the fine whiskey.
“So, I guess you were as hung over as I was?”
“Aye. It was pretty bad.”
“Light weight.” Fraser teases.
“Ye just dinna drink to much.” Jamie warns. We fall into an easy conversation then. Cully tells stories of Jamie and Fraser as children. I tell some of my own.
When it is time to order, Jamie asks if I trust him to order for me. I sense he doesn't want me to know how expensive this place is, and let him. The food is excellent, the conversation stimulating, Jamie’s presence stimulating in another type of way. We are soon having dessert.
“Claire, will ye take a walk with me?” I look to Cully, who rests her head on Fraser's neck.
“Go on. Fraser will see me safely home.”
Jamie goes to pay the check and then takes my hand. It feels very nice in his and we are soon walking by one of the rivers by moonlight.
...how is vodka celebratory for a 16 year old????
Every now and then ~you gotta’ treat yourself 👌🍴 👑