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“I’m pretty sure we did it here,” he said glibly, patting the windowsill. “And also here. And here…”
We hid our relationship for a while, not that we had to. But when Warren finally found out he went out of his mind. He told Luke that he’d betrayed him, that he’d stolen me away while we were on a break. All this while having a new girlfriend, of course. But I guess that part didn’t matter.
“And of course right here,” Luke continued, pointing down to the floor. “For those times your parents were home, and the bed made too much noise.”
I sighed, rolling my eyes. It didn’t take away from the fact he was right, though.
“We were nineteen,” I replied, staring out the window. “So young. So crazy.”
“We were,” Luke agreed. “But while this place was fun, it still wasn’tourplace.”
I turned and his arms slid around me, hugging me close. I knew what he meant by ‘our place’. No matter how many times we’d hung out here, our special place had definitely been somewhere else.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” he asked abruptly.
“Same as you. Going to my friend’s funeral.”
He frowned. “That’s in the evening.”
“So?”
“So meet me in the early morning,” he said. “I have something to show you.”
“Is it good?”
“Better than good.”
I smiled, pinning a lock of hair back over one ear. “Okay then. I could use some good.”
He hugged me tighter, his hands wandering over the small of my back. For a second or two we were face to face, nose to nose. I was a prisoner of those incredible eyes. Our mouths… inches apart.
“Come on,” I said abruptly. “I’ve seen enough.”
We walked down through the living room, where I thanked Mrs. O’Shea with a big hug. The house was warm and cozy, the way I remembered it. Right now it smelled like cookies, and cinnamon.
On the way back to the front door however, I stopped dead.
“What?” Luke asked, cocking his head.
A chill wound its way down along my spine. It spiked my adrenaline, made my heart race like crazy. I could feel my palms actually beginning to sweat.
“What is it Kayla?” he asked gently. “Another memory?”
I stared down at the floor, just on the other side of the front door. A flood of emotions crashed over me in a giant wave.
“The foyer,” I said, my voice barely registering.
Luke stood there quietly, letting me have the moment. For a long stretch of silence, neither of us said anything.
“This is where the police officers stood,” I said, my mouth going dry. “On the night they told me both my parents were dead.”
Seven
KAYLA
It was twilight, and the park was empty. That part was good. The solitude probably had more to do with the cold drizzle than the lack of sunlight, but it gave me free reign over what I was about to do.
I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I’d been here. As a little girl though, I’d come here all the time. My father pulled me down here several times each week in a big red plastic wagon, along with whatever toys and stuffed animals I decided were lucky enough to come play with me that day. As a result, it held bittersweet memories. But also the best memories of the very best times.
