Page 33 of One Wild Night
“Yeah. I’m good. I’m so excited about today.” Abi probably sounded way too perky, like she was trying too hard. She’d have to tone it down a notch when she nextspoke.
“It almost didn’t happen. Thank you for coming to get me, and for just beingthere.”
“You know I’ll always be there for you whenever you need me,” Abi assuredher.
“Abi, If I know nothing else, I know that.” Her bright blue eyes sparkled withappreciation.
“How are you feeling? I know you’re excited, but are you and Gale okay with … you know, his revelation?” She had to ask and felt it was her duty to. As friends, they’d always promised each other to be real, and not step around aproblem.
“After the last two days, I realize that sometimes you just have to let things go. Abi, the man treats me like a queen, and I know he would never hurt me. He’s it for me. Gale is it for me. To say I love him doesn’t quite seem enough, and I think that I panicked when he told me whathappened.”
Wow. Margo’s words were full of strength and power, full of confidence in herdecision.
“I won’t say that I wasn’t upset. I was livid and furious, but leaving made me see how much I love him, and when you love someone like that, they’re worth holding onto.”
Abi nodded in agreement, feeling so happy to hear that. She was truly happy for Margo and Gale, but, at the same time, she couldn’t hide the fact that she was sad for herself. The truth of the matter was she loved Scott but would never have the kind of love Margo spoke of withhim.
If she continued this wild saga of theirs, even for another day, it would be to her detriment. Being with him would be like watching a movie you’d already seen before, knowing how it ends and wishing for it tochange.
“That’s really great, Margo. I’m so happy for youguys.”
“Thank you. So, is there any chance of you telling me what’s wrong?” Margo raised an intuitiveeyebrow.
Abi smiled. “I’m okay. Maybe justtired.”
“I saw you leaving last night withScott.”
“Did you?” it was more of a statement than aquestion.
“Did you two get along on the journey?” The inquisitive look she now gave made Abismile.
“Wedid.”
“Do you want to talk aboutit?”
Abi shook her head, and the tears threatened to fall again. She pulled in a breath of the clean, fresh air to clear her mind and keep the tears atbay.
“Maybe some othertime.”
Margo looked concerned now. “Are yousure?”
“Yes. My God, woman, today is your weddingday!”
“But you’re sad, and when you’re sad, I’m sad too. How long have we been friends, Abi? You’re like a sister tome.”
Abi couldn’t stop the tear that traveled down her cheek. Sometimes she forgot that she was alone in the world. She had an uncle on her father’s side, but she’d never met him. That was it, though -- one living relative. Everyone else had died. Margo was the only real family shehad.
“That means a lot to me. Thank you. You are my sister, too, and I want you to be happy today. You’ve been through enough over the last twodays.”
Margo reached across and took her hand to give her a gentlesqueeze.
“Hey, there.” The makeup artist came up to the door and stood there with a warm smile. “Sorry to interrupt. I need to fit your veil,” she said toMargo.
“Oh, sure.” Margo stood up and beamed at her. Abi rose,too.
“I’m gonna go for a little walk in the garden,” Abisaid.
A walk would help. They had about twenty minutes before they had to do pictures. She wanted to clear her head beforethat.
