by Carrie Banks
“What are you going to do?”
Groaning, I swipe a hand over my forehead then open my eyes, staring straight ahead. “London is back on the table. It’s the only way. My head was spinning all day on what I could still do. I texted my boss. He said he could pull more strings and get me in on the company’s dime, if I sign a contract that I work for them for at least five years upon graduation. Probably in The New York office on Wall Street. It’s a sweet deal.”
“Fuck. I’m not the only one with secrets. What are you going to do about Tess? She’s going to be pissed that you’re standing with me while she’s with Gabby.”
“I know. I love her. So, fucking much. But she’s still in high school and I need to get into a good college to make a life.”
“When are you going to tell her?”
“I don’t know. Definitely not now…in the aftermath of last night.”
“Don’t wait too long. Secrets are like bombs.”
“Yeah. I know.”
Once we dropped anchor in the harbor, we each crashed. Sleep pulled me under, but my mind was a kaleidoscope of broken dreams and promises swirled together with un-glued secrets.
I had no idea what the future would hold for any of us. And I’d be lying if I wasn’t scared AF about what it would mean to be across the ocean from my girl. But nothing lasts forever. I know that better than anyone.
I wake, hours later blinking rapidly to try to clear my confused head. I have a few texts and missed calls from Tess from her aunt’s phone. But my heart pounds as I open a text from an UNKNOWN number.
It’s a screenshot of a sonogram labeled, “Baby Stone.”
My hands shake.
My throat’s dry.
The only thought running through my mind is: Whose secret is this?
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The secret is out. It rolled over the town like a tsunami…crashing through every illusion and preconceived notion people had.
But I have my own secret. One I’ve been keeping from my girl. I just hope it doesn’t break us when she finds out.