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“Although what?” Cindy demanded, mopping her cheeks.
Tracey turned her eyes back toward Wayne. “Have you told her?”
“Told her what?” Wayne asked.
Isn’t it common knowledge that Cindy and I haven’t spoken for a number of years?
Isn’t it common knowledge that memory of Tara tore us apart?
“Oh, great. More secrets,” Cindy said, her nostrils flared.
“Well, this is something I don’t know very much about, to be honest with you,” Tracey said. “And you know how Alex gets a stick up his butt all the time.”
“I’ve witnessed it on multiple occasions, yes,” Cindy said.
Tracey again gave Wayne a big-eyed look. “You’re really going to make me tell her?”
Wayne shrugged. He had only the slightest inkling of where she was headed with this. His own mind buzzed with thoughts of Tara, of Michael, of a life he had once lived that he could no longer return to.
“There’s a tourist on the island who told a few people that she has reason to believe that Dad’s her father,” Tracey affirmed.
Cindy’s jaw dropped. All the color drained from her cheeks. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Tracey shrugged again. “Wayne’s the one who knows her better than me.”
Wayne placed a hand on his forehead and rubbed it sadly. “I barely know her, really.”
“The entire island is buzzing about how much time you two have spent together over the past weeks,” Tracey said.
Cindy gave Wayne another of those looks. “Up to your old tricks with this one, too, then?”
Wayne flared his nostrils.You really would rather me be all alone? You really would rather that I remain miserable. That’s the best way to preserve Tara’s memory for you. Isn’t it?
“She seems really sweet, though,” Tracey said.
Cindy arched her eyebrow almost menacingly. “What are you talking about? Isn’t this just like that other woman? Or Alex’s ex? Or all the other people who are after Dad’s money? I mean, have you seen the man lately? He’s losing speed all the time, both mentally and physically. This would be a perfect time to attack him.”
Tracey bit hard on her lower lip.
“So, she already got to you?” Cindy demanded. “She must have targeted you.”
“You sound like Alex, now,” Tracey retorted. “And I really don’t think she’s after our money.”
“As if Dad would have ever cheated on Mom. You’re alluding to the idea that he was the black sheep, then? That he was the previous Michael?” Cindy’s voice rose.
Wayne and Tracey shared a look, one that seemed to say:She’s way too tired for this conversation.
“Maybe you’d feel differently if you met her,” Tracey said.
“I think we have enough family problems without dragging another one into this,” Cindy said. “And Wayne? I can’t believe you. This girl is obviously unhinged.”
“She’s not,” Wayne said, his voice booming.
Cindy placed her drink back on the coffee table and looked at him with wide eyes. Nobody spoke for a long time.
“In fact, I think you should meet her,” Wayne said suddenly, confidence ballooning against his heart.
“Are you kidding me? You want me to meet some girl you’re...” Cindy shook her head slowly. “Spreading lies about our family?”
