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“Can you…pick me up from the little blue house at the edge of Hillpike tomorrow?”
I try to focus on which house she’s referring to, but all I can think of is Flora, the town’s psychic.
“You gotta be kidding me. You’re at Flora’s?”
“Yes…and she’s the only person I trust around here.”
“Okay, I can be there tonight if you want?”
I’m trying hard not to judge Sadie for finding herself at Flora’s house, but something must be up if she’s there.
“No…just come in the morning. If you can? Or…I can take a Greyhound and—”
“I don’t want you taking a Greyhound. I can pick you up at eight sharp tomorrow morning.”
“Are you sure?”
“Anything for you, Sadie.”
“Okay. Well, I’ll let you go.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I don’t want to be tempted to say now what I have to say to you in person.”
“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I hang up the phone. My heart is racing as if I finished a heavy set of reps. I should hit the gym. I need to get it together the best I can before Sadie has to tell me whatever she has for me. I don’t want to assume anything because assumptions are exhausting and often wrong. I’m better off praying for Sadie to call and tell me to come for her now. I’m probably better off putting my worry energy there.
Instead, I text her:Please let me know if you need me before then.
I’d do almost anything to hold her in my arms tonight.
Chapter 21
Sadie
It’saquartertoseven in the morning when I smell Flora making me an omelet in her kitchen. Yesterday felt like a dream, one horrible dream. But here I am, back at it again.
I can’t deny how helpful Flora has been. Last night after I finally called Freddy, she read me oracle cards. Maybe it’s the cloggy mind of a pregnant woman, but I can’t even recall the cards she pulled. What I do know is that they were positive. They made me feel like I had a shot at being considered a good human and mother. There are so many reasons why I could be angry or pity myself, but I have a child growing in me, and I can’t waste any feelings on being so damn sad.
Since finding out about my pregnancy, I can honestly say I’m starting to understand my feelings. Before, I was jumpy, nervous, and such a wreck. I also thought the news was too surreal to honestly believe. But as time slips, I’m almost committed to figuring out how this can work. Even if Freddy decides to drop me off at the side of the road after I tell him the news, I think I’ll have enough spirit to hop up on my feet and figure it out. Like many have said before, I have a lot of tenacity.
“Are you hungry?” Flora peeks around the corner that’s separating her little kitchen from the living space.
I sit up on the couch and give her a nod. “Flora, you’re a freaking goddess. Thank you.”
“You are too, Sadie. You are too.”
I glance at my phone. I have three missing calls. Two are from Savannah, and one is from Mom. Mom also texted me late last night asking me if we could talk. I really need to get back to her, but I send her a good morning text for now, letting her know I am safe. I also tell her I’ll call her before the day ends. I’m not even sure if that’s the case, but at least that gives me a day to figure out what else to say if I need to keep her at a distance.
“Well, go and wash your hands. You have breakfast waiting for you.” Flora urges.
I hop up like a child and obey Ms. Flora. When I return, she’s got piping hot tea for me alongside a giant omelet that I’m not sure I’ll be able to finish. However, once I take a bite of it, I’m almost certain I’ll eat it all.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Fantastic.”
