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“To a pulp. It was crazy.” He patted my back and walked out.
I leaned against the island, sipped my beer, and thought about what Simon said. I believed him because he had no reason to lie to me. But I couldn’t believe Ava could do that to someone. Shit.
* * *
Freya
There was a knock at the door, and when I opened it, Charlotte stood there.
“Ava?” She smiled.
“No, Charlotte. It’s still me, Freya. Come in.”
“I’m sorry. It’s just you’re not wearing your auburn hair.”
“Well, as much as I wanted to dress as myself, I gave some thought to what you said about letting Ava attend the funeral. I’ve done my part, and now I need you to do yours. She’s going to need you when I go back inside.”
“And I’ll be here for her. I’m here for all of you.”
“We appreciate it, but we’re fine. We better get going.” I grabbed my purse.
* * *
Ava
When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing in the cemetery as words were being said about Charles. Looking over, I saw Charlotte next to me.
“Welcome back.” She hooked her arm around mine.
Tears streamed down my face as they lowered his casket into the ground.
“I can’t believe he’s gone.” I wiped my tears. “How long was I gone for?”
“About a week.” Her grip around my arm tightened. “Freya—”
“Yeah, I know. She was giving me some time. Thank you for coming, Charlotte.”
“You’re welcome. I wouldn’t have missed it.”
“Excuse me, Ava?” Mr. Dilbert walked over.
“Hi, Mr. Dilbert. Charlotte, this is Mr. Dilbert, Charles’s attorney. Mr. Dilbert, this is Dr. Charlotte Roman-Kind.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Kind.” He extended his hand. “I’m glad you’re here as well. I can kill two birds with one stone. Ava, would you and Dr. Kind mind coming back to my office with me? There’s something I need to discuss with the two of you.”
“We’ll meet you there, Mr. Dilbert,” Charlotte said.
“Perfect.” He pulled a business card from his pocket. “Here’s the address.”
We climbed into Charlotte’s car and drove to Mr. Dilbert’s office. When we arrived, we took the elevator up to the tenth floor and entered his practice. His secretary took us to a conference room and told us that Mr. Dilbert would be in to see us soon.
“Thank you both for coming.” Mr. Dilbert stepped into the room with a folder in his hand.
“What is this about?” I asked.
“Dr. Lenox’s will.” He took a seat at the table. “Dr. Kind, Charles left you a collection of his books. He said you always admired them in his office. He wanted you to have them as a token of his appreciation for continuing on with Ava.” He smiled.
“Wow. I don’t know what to say.”
