"That would be great. Thanks, Paige. I guess I’d better get going, too." She paid Miss Daisy and headed back to Miss Lily's. The Keeneston grapevine, as it was called, was something that would definitely take time getting used to. Thinking about Will being married brought her down. It was wrong to cheat, even though his wife was apparently the devil. And Kenna especially disliked being kept in the dark. But, as much as that brought her down, the fact that she had a new friend in Paige brought her up. It would be nice to talk to someone again.
Kenna started the short walk back to the bed and breakfast. She couldn’t help thinking of her best friend. Paige and Dani would get along great. The last time she had seen Danielle, her face had been twisted in fear. She had been near panic as she raced out of the parking garage. Her life changed forever, all because of what Kenna had seen. The situation Dani was in was her fault. But she had no choice. After looking over that cubicle there was no other option.
She thought of Danielle and wondered where she was now. Everything had been quiet for a month now. She decided to risk a quick email to her to see if they could make contact. She hoped like hell that Danielle had found a place to hide.
Chapter Five
Kenna sat in her room studying until a knock on her door interrupted her. Kenna had nearly worked her way to the end of Kentucky's criminal law book. She marked her place in the book and said, "Come in," as she tried to stack the books into what resembled neatness. June opened the door and floated in, her blonde hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail and a navy Ralph Lauren cocktail dress. It fit her curves and hung loose from her hips to her ankles, which were outfitted with silver spiked heels to finish off the outfit. Kenna was pretty sure that even though June was from Florida, she must spend a lot of time shopping in New York City.
"We were hoping to see you at dinner, but Miss Lily said you were studying. I just had to stop by and tell you all the horse world gossip before we hit the club to celebrate," June said, sweeping into the room.
"What are you celebrating?" Kenna asked.
"We bought the most beautiful colt. He's the perfect addition to our stable. Oh, and Will sold one for $1.1 million today, sired by last year's Derby winner." Before Kenna could even comment, June continued, "And that wasn't even his best horse. He's raking it in this year, that's for sure. But the poor dear, one of his stable hands had some kind of accident on the farm and Will had to leave right away. I guess it was kinda serious since he said he wouldn't be able to go out with us tonight. I think he said the man broke a leg, or was it an arm? I can't remember, but it really upset him. Oh, and I have to tell you about the drama today. Whitney Ashton showed up and caused such a stir. She wore the most outrageous white pantsuit to the sale. I mean, who wears white in March? And who wears it to a horse sale? Hay, dirt, and horse poop do not cry out for an all-white outfit. I'm sure Whitney was there to see how the sale went and how much money she could get her grubby little paws on.” June laughed as she remembered the day.
“You wouldn’t believe what happened to her. I can’t even say I feel sorry for her! She had on these white peep-toe shoes, and she was walking with some poor Keeneland employee, chewing him out for something, when squish, she stepped in a fresh pile of horse manure!”
Kenna’s mouth fell open and she covered the laugh with her hand. She shouldn’t laugh at someone’s misfortune, really she shouldn’t.
“But that’s not all! She picked up her foot and started screaming. She’s jumping around on one foot and loses her balance. She fell flat on her ass, the leg with manure on the shoe dangling in the air. And then, splat! A big glob of manure fell right in the middle of her white suit coat! Oh, it was priceless. But, enough of that," June waved her hand through the air as if clearing out a bad smell. “I wanted to see if you'd to go to the sales with us tomorrow?"
"Normally, I'd love to, but I have my interview and dinner plans with a friend. Are the sales still going on the day after tomorrow?" Kenna asked, still laughing over the Whitney story.
"Sure are. We'll be here all week. We'll just go in two days, what is that, Thursday? That will be perfect. The sale ends on Sunday. Well, I'm sure Julius will be wondering what's taking so long. I never tell him, though. It keeps the mystery alive! Toodles!" June said with a wiggle of her fingers and disappeared out the door in a flash of navy and silver.
Kenna shook her head. It was as if she had been hit by a perfectly coifed Ralph Lauren tornado. As she opened her book, she hoped she wasn't making a mistake by going to the sales again. It was so interesting the first time that she really wanted to go. She had no claim to Will and thought him a snake for making a move on her behind his wife’s back. But Kenna had to admit, she was curious about his wife.