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Megan laughed. “Why do you keep bringing him up? I think you’ve got a crush on him or something.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I get the feeling I’m not the one with the crush. Unless there is more going on and you don’t want to say.”
She shrugged and smiled again, Sarah patting her leg before she got up and went to the kitchen to help their mother too.
Megan should go do the same, but she knew she’d be ganged up on in there and instead went outside where her father was lighting the grill. Tom and Bill were in the kitchen getting beers and she was like Sophia, the one kid moving around alone in life.
“How is work going?” her father asked her.
“It’s great. I love it.”
“Any chance of a promotion for you? At your age I’d already moved up to a supervisor.”
She let out a sigh. Here they went again. “Things are different now, Dad. You work for a bigger place. Fierce doesn’t have a ton of positions like that where you promote up as supervisors often. I love what I do. I’ve gotten a title change and raise with it already once. I told you that last year.”
She’d been so happy to get more responsibilities with her job. A bigger title and more money. She’d been shocked when it came about and couldn’t wait to tell her father. He’d been happy for her but then made some comment about it being a nice stepping stone to move up more.
She didn’t want to get her CPA like her father had. She didn’t want to go work for an accounting firm either where fifty hours was a slow week.
She wanted a life. She wanted a relationship and a man she could spend time with.
Yet here she was with a man she was fighting to see a few times a week and wondered if maybe her mother was right and Jonah wasn’t the one for her.
23
Friendly Face
Jonah got up to answer the door when he heard the knock.
Something told him to reach out to Megan today and see if she wanted to come and visit tonight since he was out of work early.
“Hi,” he said, leaning in to give her a kiss. “Glad you decided to come over.”
“I just need to see a friendly face today that isn’t family,” she said, laughing, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
“Everything okay?”
“More of the same as always,” she said. “A typical family gathering.”
“Everyone telling you what to do and what is right for you?”
“Something like that,” she said. “No one gets it, and it’s fine. My niece Sophia, who’s only twelve and the youngest of the group, she felt isolated too. I could see it. Her mother, my sister Sarah, said Sophia brings it on herself when the rest of the kids don’t feel that way.”
“But you don’t believe that?”
She shrugged. “No clue,” she said. “I felt that as a kid. The age gap was too much. But in their case, Abby is sixteen, Charlie and Tyler fourteen and Sophia twelve. Not that big of a gap.”
“Doesn’t sound it to me,” he said.
He pulled her to the couch and tucked her under his arm. “I’m glad you reached out.”
“Me too,” he said. “You’re tense.”
“Can’t help it. If I wasn’t driving, I might have had a drink. But if I opened a beer my mother would make some comment about it not being ladylike and it’s not as if there was any wine there. My mother doesn’t drink. Though I did find out my sister Emily likes her wine.”
“I hear some sarcasm there,” he said.
“Emily’s husband, Tom, made some snide remark. Not sure what is going on with them, but I brushed it off. Not my concern. I’ve got my own life to worry about.”
