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I’d fallen in love with Gertie Newsome, owner of Gertie’s on the Wharf, the moment I met her when I’d visited as a child. The free spirit with a long gray braid that hung down the back of her bright pink peasant top was a large woman with an equally large personality. She was loud and opinionated and reminded me a lot of Doc, who was one of the most gregarious people I had ever met.
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“Come on over here and give me some sugar.” Gertie wrapped me in a bear hug that, due to her ample bosom and my petite stature, threatened to suffocate me. “Garrett told me you were coming to the island for the summer.” Gertie pushed me away slightly. “Just look at you. Ain’t you a sight for sore eyes?”
“I’ve missed you too.” I smiled at her. She was one of the few people I remembered meeting during my time on the island.
“Are these here your youngins?”
I took a step back. “This is Ashley and Gracie. They’re actually my half-sisters, but I’ve been their guardian since my mom died.”
“Come on over here and give Auntie Gertie a hug.” Gertie opened her arms and enveloped both sisters. Gracie, who was eight, seemed to be thrilled with the attention of the unreserved woman, but Ashley, who was eleven and much less comfortable with public displays of affection, looked like she wanted to kick her. I quickly ushered the girls into a booth while Gertie greeted Kyle.
“You certainly have a great location out here on the wharf,” Kyle politely commented as he quickly slid into the booth, I imagined, to avoid his own bear hug.
“Best spot on the island. Best food too. I bet you’re a fish-and-chips kind of guy. I made them fresh with fish caught this morning.”
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“Sounds good,” Kyle replied.
“And you.” Gertie smiled at Doc as she placed a hand on his shoulder. “What a fine specimen of a man. Strong and ample. I bet you’re a beef eater. I have a prime rib sandwich with coleslaw that will stick to your ribs.”
I was pretty sure Doc actually blushed as he agreed that he would indeed be interested in the dinner option Gertie had suggested.
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Gertie correctly guessed that Grandpa would like the meatloaf, the girls would like grilled cheeses with fries, and I’d like a seafood salad. When she nailed the drink orders as well I was convinced she was some sort of food psychic.