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“Everyone’s outside. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you we were coming. I wasn’t sure it would work out, but I got a last-minute summer internship at St. Joseph’s.
“What?” I squeal in excitement. “That’s incredible, Willa.”
“My professor recommended me for it, and I didn’t think I’d get it, but here we are. They need me to start immediately, so we’ll be here all summer.”
I start crying again, because this is the best news I could possibly hear.
She throws her arm around my shoulders, pulling me against her side. “Don’t tell Mom and Dad yet, but we’re thinking of having a small wedding here before the summer is over.”
“Seriously?” I ask.
I haven’t asked her about wedding plans in a while, because I know she has enough on her plate with her studies.
“Yeah. I think a small wedding here at the house would be nice, don’t you?”
“I think it would be perfect.”
“You’re going to help me plan it, right?”
I squeeze her hand. “Absolutely,” I reply. “Anything you want.”
“I’ll talk to Jasper about it more tonight and we’ll go from there.”
“I’m excited for you,” I tell her. “It’s about time you made Jasper a permanent part of the family.”
She laughs, poking my side before she pulls away from me. “Did he pay you to say that?”
“No, it’s just the truth.”
“Come on.” She grabs my hand, dragging me toward the doors that lead to the outdoors from the kitchen. “Let’s go eat.”
CHAPTER 70
HARLOW
Nerves have me feeling like I’m going to throw up as I pull up to Spencer’s house for a Fourth of July get together with his parents, mine, and my sister and Jasper.
“Wow, this place is incredible,” Willa gasps, taking in the Spanish style home on the beach. I have to say I prefer it to many of the modern, clean-line monstrosities that surround him. I might not have had any part in choosing it when he bought it for us, but he knew me well enough to know I would love it.
Knew, I scoff at my own thought. He still knows me that well.
“It’s nice,” Jasper comments too. “If he has extra boards I need to get out in the water.”
“He has plenty.” A whole collection lines one wall of his garage.
“Auntie Willa, you’ve never been to my daddy’s house before?”
“No,” she replies a little sadly.
Even though I know she still talks to Spencer, my relationship and break up with him did have an impact on their friendship.
I park outside the open garage, and my parents pull in beside me. The other vehicle in the driveway must be Spencer’s parents.
I haven’t seen them in several years and I wonder what they think of me now. I won’t blame them if they hate me. I broke their son’s heart.
Before I can get out of the car, Monroe is already hopping out of her booster seat and running into the house.
“She’s going to be a sprinter one day,” Willa jokes, undoing her seat belt. “She’s fast.”
