by Marlie May
“We’ll shelve the idea,” he said. His voice grew gruff. “It’s something your father would’ve wanted. He was a friend, and good friends don’t come along very often.”
Real friends were the hardest to find.
Before I could do more than nod, he’d turned and left the house.
As the tension eased from my body, Manuel squeezed my hand. He’d known how important this was to me.
My aunt strolled out of Dad’s office, a sly look on her face. “I was able to talk him into considering the apps I’ve been dying to develop instead.” Grinning, she rubbed her hands together. “I’m about to make you a lot of money.”
I shook my head. Whatever wealth I needed, I already possessed. The wealth of a friend—Manuel. And family—Aunt Kristy.
“I’m going to head to the kitchen to scrounge up something for dinner.” Her eyebrows lifted. “How about I make some soup?”
“No soup!” Manuel and I said at the same time.
We all laughed. What else could we do? It sure beat crying.
“I kind of thought you’d say that.” Aunt Kristy chuckled and walked down the hall, calling out, “I’ll order pizza!”
Relaxing back against the cushions, I sent Manuel a sad smile. He put his arm around my shoulders and leaned his head against mine. He knew why my happy mood hadn’t lasted.
Sean’s mother was holding a small funeral tomorrow. I wasn’t sure I had it in me to attend, but I was going to try.
I hadn’t seen Brianna—Alex—since that night. Sometimes, I never wanted to see her again. Other times…well, there were times when I felt different. When I wished…
There weren’t enough wishes left in the world to undo the past.
I’d never replace Mom and Dad. No one would ever expect me to try. But I had my aunt, and we’d come to an understanding. No, it was more that we’d found each other.
We were going to be okay.
As for Alex—
It wasn’t only me who’d lost due to Sean’s betrayal. She’d been betrayed in ways I could never understand.
I could let him win or I could make sure he never haunted me again.
Pulling my phone, I sent her a text. I miss you.
Her response came through in seconds. I miss you, too. A wealth of longing came through in her words.
She texted again, Would you like to come over tomorrow night and see my new house?
Cool. I’d like that.
We’d never be able to go back to where we were before but maybe, just maybe, we could start moving forward together.
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Other Books by Marlie May
Young Adult Novels
Janie Davis Mysteries
DEAD GIRLS DON’T LIE
Book 2 coming soon
Crescent Cove Contemporary Romances
SOME LIKE IT SCOT
SIMPLY IRRESISTIBLE
Crescent Cove Romantic Suspense
FEARLESS
RUTHLESS, coming in July
RECKLESS, coming fall, 2019
Independent, standalone titles:
TWIST OF FATE
A time travel romance set in ancient Pompeii
Legally Blonde meets Gladiator