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“As if you could forget.” Lucy peels open the passenger door and slides inside.
I resist the urge to tell her that Ihadforgotten. That I rarely think about her or our time together. What purpose would it serve other than hurting her to share that?
Opening the driver’s door, I take my seat behind the wheel.
“So...you’re friends with Henry now, huh?”
“Hope asked me to check in on him from time to time after she left for New York. Make sure he wasn’t getting into too much trouble. I guess you could say he kinda won me over. He’s a good kid.”
“Yeah, he is. Or at least he used to be. I guess I don’t really know him that well anymore.”
“He’s changed a lot over the years. I used to feel like I was hanging out with a kid. Now, sometimes I forget we’re nearly four years apart.”
“That’s awesome that he has you. I know his relationship with his father has been a bit strained over the years.”
“Yeah.”
“So what’s new with you? How’s school?”
“It’s good.” I fire the engine to life and drop the vehicle into drive.
“Do you like your classes?”
“Yeah.”
“Hope mentioned that you were working on a serial. Is that still something in the works?”
“It is.” I keep my response short, mainly because I’m afraid if I say more I might end up asking her what else Hope has said about me.
“What’s it about?”
“A girl.”
“A girl? What girl?” She turns slightly in her seat so that she’s able to watch me as I drive.
“A fictional girl.”
“Oh.” I’m not looking at her, but I can see the slight pout of her bottom lip in my peripheral vision. “Has Hope read it?”
Her question strikes me as odd and I consider something for the first time... Does Lucy not know that Hope cut me out of her life?
“No. No one has.” I shake my head. “What about you? How’s Texas?” I try to veer the conversation off of me. Mainly because I don’t know what she does or doesn’t know and I don’t want to say something that might come back on Hope.
Based on her behavior, I’m guessing that she doesn’t know about the night I spent with Hope in New York last year. If she did, I doubt she would be speaking to me, let alone sitting next to me in my car. And the way she’s talking about Hope, it’s like she has no clue about anything that’s transpired over this past year.
“It’s good.” She fidgets with the seatbelt.
“Are you dating anyone?” I regret the question as soon as I ask it. While I meant it as a conversation piece, Lucy may take it as something more.
“Not really. What about you?”
“Not at the moment. Though I am interested in someone. I’m just not sure if she’s interested in me.”
“Tell me more.” She leans in closer.
“Not much to tell. We spent an amazing night together and afterward she blew me off.”
“Well it sounds like there’s your answer.”
