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“You goin’ to Prosper for spring break?”
She inhaled, then exhaled. “I am.”
“Then I guess I’ll see you there,” he said in that low tone of his. “Maybe you can show me around the place.”
“Maybe,” she said, because didn’t want to commit.
“Do you need a ride?” he asked.
Why was he still here? Still talking to her?
“I have a car,” she said, “but thanks.”
One of his brows lifted slightly. “If you change your mind, the offer still stands. No use wasting gas if we’re both going the same way.”
She blinked a few times. As if. “I won’t change my mind.”
With another nod, he was gone. Evie waited a few minutes, listening, until she was sure he wasn’t coming back. Then she covered her mouth and silently screamed out her frustration.
By the time she returned to her dorm room that afternoon, she was finished with the research for her paper. See what a bit of focus and hiding out from all things male had accomplished?
Becca wasn’t back yet, which was fine. Evie wouldn’t get bored. She could peruse social media as a bit of a break, then she’d start on outlining her paper. She turned her phone back on since she’d turned it off in her last class. Several alerts chimed, telling her that both her mom and dad had left voicemails.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood, because with her mom being a cancer survivor, a phone call from both parents might not bode well. She listened to her dad’s first.
“Hey, sweet pea, I wanted to check on your travel plans this weekend. Holt said the last time he was up there and visited, he thought your car might need some maintenance. So that needs to be taken care of, unless you want to take the bus.”
Evie wouldn’t be taking the bus. She did that over Christmas break and ended up catching a head cold from one of the passengers who kept coughing. Not that she was a huge germaphobe, but public transportation was sketchy.
Next, she listened to her mom’s voicemail.
“Sweetie, I’m wondering if you can get one of those university sweatshirts in a kid size. Holt’s got Ruby all worked up that you’re coming home for spring break, and I think it would be a nice gift. I can transfer the amount to your account.”
Evie deleted both voicemails, then called her mom.
“Is this a prank call?” her mom answered with a laugh.
Okay, so Evie was terrible at returning phone calls. “No, I got your message. And I can get that sweatshirt. What size is she?”
“I don’t know,” her mom said, a smile in her voice. “Little girl size?”
“Right.” Ruby was Evie’s niece, and she was adorable. Had the whole family wrapped around her little finger, especially Evie’s dad.
“Did you hear about Cara?” her mom continued.
Evie refrained from rolling her eyes. Her younger sister was on a full-ride scholarship to a top culinary school in Texas, and she’d been awarded an internship in Dallas with some fancy chef. It wasn’t just that she was getting some recognition at the age of twenty, but it seemed like every time Evie talked to her mom, she had to hear all about how amazing Cara was. “Yeah, I read the email.”
“Oh, I wasn’t sure, since you never reply to them.”
Ouch.“I’m excited for her. When does she start?”
“In April,” her mom said. “Although, I think she’ll be too busy until then to make it back home.”
It was always about home for her mom. When one person was coming, and when one person was leaving.
“Did you call her with a congratulations?” her mom said.
“I texted her,” Evie said, then winced. Texting was never good enough for her parents. Phone calls were acceptable. Then emails were number two on the tier. Texting was probably below old-fashioned letter-writing.
