guilt was thrown in for good measure, too. Like now.
Setting aside the uneaten cookie, Kate massaged her forehead with her fingertips. âThe thing is, I know the triggers for her attacks. I should have taken her ski mask yesterday when we went grocery shopping. She breathed too much cold air.â
âDonât beat yourself up, Kate. It was a beautiful day until that front decided to drop in unannounced.â
âNantucket weather is unpredictable. I should have been prepared.â
Edith filled both mugs from the coffeemaker on the counter and took a seat at a right angle to her guest. âOnly one person who walked on this earth was perfect, Kate. And He doesnât expect anyone to repeat that feat. He just expects us to try ourbest. And you always do that. This morningâs asthma episode is history. Letâs move on to what happened today.â
On stressful days like this, Kate was grateful for Edithâs practical, no-nonsense approach. It always helped her regain perspective. Taking a fortifying sip of the hot brew, she told her neighbor about the citation.
âThatâs a technicality.â Edith waved a hand in dismissal. âYou replace the flares every year. Besides, they last longer than that.â
âThatâs what I told the by-the-book lieutenant, who instituted the beefed-up inspection program. I paid him a visit to express myâ¦displeasure.â
Edith quirked an eyebrow. âHow did that go?â
As the scene replayed in Kateâs mind, she frowned and ran a finger around the rim of her mug. Warmth seeped into the tipâand up the back of her neck. âNot very well. I suppose I might have been a bitâ¦vocalâ¦in my opinions.â
Grinning, Edith took a sip of coffee. âI wish Iâd been a fly on the wall.â
The heat on Kateâs neck rose to her cheek. The bane of redheads, she lamented. âAnyway, in the end I agreed to replace them right away if he erased the citation from my record. He said heâd think about it.â
âHmm. Thatâs interesting.â Edith stirred her coffee, her expression speculative. âWhat do you think convinced your by-the-book commander to consider overlooking the violation?â
It wasnât anything sheâd said, that was for sure, Kate acknowledged. Whatever diplomacy skills she possessed had deserted her during their meeting. By the time sheâd faced off with him across the desk and delivered her ultimatum, sheâd expected him to refuse based on her attitude alone.
But then, out of the blue, his cobalt eyes had softened a fractionâtelling her heâd seen far more than sheâd wanted to reveal. Thrown by his ability to so easily breach thedefenses around her heart, sheâd backed off and escaped as fast as she could.
Still, if whatever heâd detected convinced him to cut her some slack, maybe it had been worth that brief exposure. Their paths werenât likely to cross very often once this was resolved. In fact, sheâd do her best to ensure they didnât. No way did she want to risk experiencing that unsettling feeling of vulnerability again.
Realizing that Edith was waiting for a response, Kate cleared her throat. âI donât know why he eased off. I guess he had some second thoughts.â
âHmm.â Edith tipped her head, and Kate shifted under her scrutiny, uncertain how to interpret the gleam in the womanâs eye. âSo what does the invisible man look like?â
Although sheâd been too angry to pay much attention to his appearance, Kate had no problem summoning up an image of him. And handsome was the word that popped into her mind. Lean and toned, with broad shoulders and a powerful chest, he had a take-charge manner and a commanding bearing that radiated strength and competence.
âI didnât focus on his looks, Edith.â
âOh, come now. You must have noticed the basics. Height, hair