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Her voice got quiet. “So you told them about your mom, and you being there when she passed away?”
“Yeah, I told him that New York doesn’t feel like home anymore. I have so many memories with my mom there, and yeah, it hurts to see those places.”
“I get it,” Olivia said. “I understand. I miss you, and I’ll miss you if you don’t ever come back. But I understand that it hurts.”
“Oh, Olivia, I miss you so much. You’re my best friend, and I want to be able to hang out with you every day and to see you, but …”
“So you’re loving it there still?”
“Yeah, I am. I really think I’m starting to like Austin.”
“But what about Beau?”
“I don’t know. I just feel like this is overly complicated. I love Amelia and I love Ranger. Beau’s a really nice guy, and he’s handsome. But Austin and I, we just have a connection.”
“But isn’t Austin the one they said is never going to get married?”
“Yeah.” I sighed. “Oh, I don’t know what to do, Olivia.”
“I know, but I’m sure whatever is meant to be will be.”
“I sure hope so. I can’t wait until you get here.”
“Me too. Well, sweet dreams, okay? You sound really tired, Lucy.”
“I think it’s from all the crying,” I yawned. “But yeah, I am tired, I’ll speak to you later. Night, Olivia.”
“Night.”
I walked into the kitchen at eight o’clock in the morning, and Amelia beamed at me.
“Slept well?”
“Yes, thank you, and thanks for the sandwich. I just didn’t feel like coming to dinner last night.”
“Understandable,” she nodded. “I’m so sorry about Austin. He just really doesn’t think,” she shook her head. “Sometimes I wonder about that boy.”
“It’s okay. He came to apologize, and he brought me some tea and, well, I forgave him.”
“Well, that’s good. Would you like to go into the yard with me today? I was going to go to do some gardening. I’d love to show you the different fruits and vegetables and herbs and spices that we have.”
“Oh, that sounds like it would be really cool, thank you.”
“And maybe we’ll do some weeding as well. How are you with weeding?”
“Honestly, I’ve never really done it, but I’m always open to trying.”
“That’s my girl.” She looked at me warmly. “So, you have some breakfast and then we’ll go into the yard.”
“Sounds good,” I agreed.
“What would you like, an omelet?”
“Just some cereal would be great, actually. Do you have any?”
“Do we have any?” She laughed. “I have seven sons, Lucy. I have more boxes of cereal than the grocery store.” She walked me over to the pantry. “Have at it. Choose whichever ones you want.”
“Okay, thank you.” When I walked inside and looked at the top shelf, I gasped. She hadn’t been lying; there were at least 25 different boxes of cereal there. I’d never seen so many boxes of cereal before in my life. In fact, as I looked around the pantry, I’d never seen so much food in someone’s house before, but I guess I’d never known anyone with such a big family before.
