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“Me, too!” Mom says.
“You know, a curator for the Smithsonian makes over six-figures a year.”
She scoffs. “Please, Harold, not everything in this world is about money.”
“Judy, if you honestly still believe that, then no wonder she’s majoring in art.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I look at my brother and we both sigh as they bicker faster.
CHAPTER 51
HEIDI
I pull my jacket a little tighter around me as I wait for the crosswalk to change. The good news is that I survived lunch with the family (mostly) unscathed. The bad news is that the autumn weather took a hard left turn toward suck in the last hour and I did not dress for a rainstorm. At least the parking garage is only across the street from Moira’s. One more quick jaunt and I’ll be under ten floors of mighty concrete shelter.
I preemptively tilt my face into my elbow as I feel the tickle rise in the back of my nose. Yup, definitely going to rain.
I sneeze.
“Bless you.”
I look over my shoulder, intent to thank the kind stranger who wished me well, only to sigh in annoyance.
Seth.
“Thanks,” I say anyway, promptly facing forward.
“Allergies, huh?” he asks, sniffing softly. “Mine, too.”
I roll my eyes. “Uh-huh.”
Nope. Not making small talk with him today.
The crosswalk signals for us to move and I practically lunge off the curb, shuffling quickly to get as far away from Seth as possible. I reach the parking garage and head toward the stairwell in the corner. I’m parked on the third floor, which should be more than enough distance to abandon Seth.
Halfway up the second-floor stairs, I hear footsteps about half a floor down from mine. I peek over the rail and there’s Seth and his big, black eye.
“Can I help you?” I ask.
He pauses. “What?”
“You’re following me. What do you want?”
“Relax.” He continues upward. “I parked on three.”
I let him pass as annoyance churns in my gut. “Who gave you the shiner?” I call him on his lie.
Football, my ass.
He doesn’t slow his stride. “Your ex,” he fires back without even looking at me.
My ex, meaning Drew. Ex. I hadn’t put that label on him just yet. To hear Seth do it so casually...
I straighten up and shake it off.
Seth knows we broke up. Is that what they fought about?
