Page 14 of Let the Light in


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“I’m not exactly the kind of girl this stuff happens to, but thanks.”

She shrugs and moves on to the next customer as I walk out to my car. Noah was hot, and it was nice to have someone pay attention to me that way. But the more I think about it, the more I kind of wish I’d gotten Wyatt’s number.

My phone starts to buzz in my pocket as I finish putting the groceries away. I pull it out and bite my lip as I see my mom’s face on the screen.

“Hey, Mom.”

“Hi, Lucy. What’re you up to?”

“Just finished grocery shopping, why? Everything okay?”

“Oh, yeah, everything is fine. Just checking in on you.”

I get in my car and start it up, switching the phone to speaker.

“Right, well, I have some good news. You wanna meet for lunch on your break and I can tell you about it?”

I suck in a breath, waiting for her answer. Things have been a little tense between Mom and me the last few months. We’re both hurting, and neither of us knows how to comfort the other. Dad was sort of the glue that held our little family together, and with him gone we are starting to come apart at the seams.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to get away today, honey, but maybe tonight?” she answers.

I start my car and back out of my parking spot. “Well, I was actually going to hang out with Allie tonight, if that’s okay?”

There’s an awkward silence on the other line and I hesitate as I start to pull out of the parking lot.

“Mom?”

“Yes, sorry. Of course, you should spend time with your friends. You can tell me your good news later tonight. I should get back to work. I love you, sweetie.”

“Love you too, Mom.”

The line goes dead, and I sigh, coming to a stop at a red light.

“Sorry, Dad,” I mutter. “I know you’d hate this. I just . . . I don’t know how to talk to her anymore.”

I reach for my phone and hit Allie’s contact, waiting for her to pick up.

“Have I told you recently how much I despise fast food restaurants?” Allie grumbles.

“Hello to you, too.” I laugh. “Do you have any plans tonight?”

“Mm, no, don’t think so, why?”

“Want to hang out? I have a job.”

“Lucy!” Allie squeals. “That’s amazing! I’ll pick you up at six.”

“Okay, sounds good.”

We talked for a little longer—Allie tells me about her crappy fast food experience—but I hang up when I pull into my driveway and start unloading the groceries. After I finish putting everything away, I collapse on the couch and turn on the TV. I’m a few minutes into my re-watch ofThe Officewhen my phone buzzes.

Unknown Number: Hey, it’s Noah. The guy you ran into with your cart at the grocery store.

Me: Hi Noah, do you need my insurance info? Because I hate to break it to you, but I don’t think it covers grocery accidents.

Noah: Lol, you’re funny. I actually wanted to see if you wanted to hang out tonight.

Me: I’ve got plans tonight actually, but what about Friday night?

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