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“I found his law firm. A picture of a much younger him from an article in his college’s newspaper.”
“Impressive.”
“And that’s pretty much it. He’s not on social media.”
“No contact info?”
I sigh. “No. And even if I found any, or tried to contact his law firm, what good would it do? You know what he said to his sister. He was relieved that our fling was over.”
The hurt burns in my chest. Anger, too. Both at him… and at myself. For believing again. So stupid.
“You could just tell him off about that,” Becky suggests. “Send a letter through his law firm and tell him off for being a pig.”
I narrow my eyes at her. “You just want to watch the world burn.”
She nods, not denying it. “Of course, I do. I’m in pain, and I want everyone else to be.”
“I’m still waiting for his postcard to arrive.”
Her eyebrows fly high. “Oh my God. I forgot to check in on the postcard watch today. So, it hasn’t arrived.”
“It has not,” I say. Every day after work, I text Becky to let her know that the postcard hasn’t arrived. When I forget, she texts to ask. “But at this point, I’m not holding my breath.”
“You should. International mail can be super slow and weird.”
“Yeah, but what would it even say? Hope you have a nice life?” I shake my head. “Look, I think I’m better off just consigning it to the past. I caught feelings. It happened, but I won’t let it happen again. Not for a while. After… after Caleb and Cindy, and now after Phillip, it’s enough.”
She nods. “Sensible. So, the businessman character is definitely out?”
“Definitely,” I say. “I think the main character might have a surfer love interest instead, or maybe the hotel owner, or the manager? That could be hot.”
Becky makes a humming sound as she listens, but I know she’s secretly rooting for the brooding businessman. She’s made that clear before.
And so was I, once. But I can’t anymore.
I reach for my own cup of tea. “Anyway,” I say. “What day are you planning on finally having this baby?”
Becky leans her head back against a pillow and groans. “God, I wish I knew! I wake up hoping that it’s today.”
Seeing her experience up close has given me a whole new level of respect for mothers. Pregnancy is no walk in the park, from the early weeks of nausea to the current pain in her pelvis. “She’s probably just so snug in there,” I say. “Never wants to leave.”
Becky looks down at her stomach and runs a hand over it. “Well, her landlord is getting ready to evict her,” she says, but her voice is softer now. “I also can’t wait to meet her. I want her out here with us.”
My heart swells. “Me too.”
Becky takes a deep breath. “This is going to be a wild year for us, you know.”
“Me included?”
She nods, her face serene. “Yeah. Because you’re on your own journey now. I can tell.”
I tap my fingers along my knee. “With…?”
“Everything,” she says and waves a hand in the air. “Finally getting this place decorated and all yours. Writing this book and self-publishing. Living your dream,yours,and not Caleb’s. Going on that trip was the first step. That was your dream. I want you to do more of that.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, I’m so glad I ended up going.”
“Me, too,” she says, smiling wide. “The girl Patrick and I drove to the airport isn’t the same as the one who came home.”
