by Beth Hyland
I stare after her as she pushes her shopping cart away.
There but for the grace of God…
* * *
The visit with my family went surprisingly well, due in part because my father’s company won the bid and my parents were in great spirits. Jon taught my little sister how to play her favorite Taylor Swift song on the guitar, and he talked about the construction business with my dad.
On the way back to Washington, we stop for gas at a mom-and-pop store in Olive Grove that also sells old-fashioned hard ice cream and antiques. We’re sitting on a picnic table, eating our cones and looking out over the valley. The name of the town reminds me of Jon’s family.
I turn to him. Maybe now’s the right time. “Did you know that I talked to your father at the concert after they took you away?”
“Yeah, I heard that.”
“I won’t go into everything I told him, other than the fact that I didn’t mince any words. It also confirmed the fact that I’m glad he wasn’t in your life, Jon. He really is an asshole.” Ice cream is dripping down the side of the cone and onto my hand. I lick it off, then pull out my phone and scroll through my contacts.
“I did get this, however.”
“What is it?” he asks, frowning.
“Your grandparents’ phone number. Your father admitted to me that he’d never told them about you. I’m not sure how they found out about you, but they did.”
Jon stares at the number on my phone for a long time. So long, in fact, that his cone melts and he has to throw it into the bushes.
“I think you should call them,” I say quietly.
Without saying a word, he pulls out his own phone, and stares at it for what feels like forever. Then he takes a deep breath and dials. There’s a pause and then, “Grandma? This is Jon. Your grandson. Can you talk?”
I get up to give him some privacy and head back into the little store. To pass the time, I look through a tray of antique costume jewelry, but honestly, I can barely concentrate. I pray that the call goes well. Spotting a few Hummel pieces in the glass case under the counter, I absently wonder if Stella has any of them.
A few minutes later, Jon comes up from behind and wraps his arms around me.
“How did it go?” I say, turning around. His eyes are glistening. A good sign…I hope.
“They were great, Ivy. Wonderful, in fact. They want to fly out from Chicago as soon as possible to meet us.”
“Us?”
“Yes, I told them all about you. They’re as eager to meet you as they are to meet me.”
My heart feels as though it’s about to burst from my chest. “Oh Jon, I’m so excited and happy for you.”
“Thanks for knowing when to push me, Ivy.” He strokes his finger over my lips. “God, I love you.”
I cup his face in my hands and stare up into his crystal blue eyes. “And thanks for helping me discover the truth about myself. I’m not sure I could’ve done it without you.”
“You’re a strong person, Ivy. You’d have figured it out on your own.”
“Maybe so, but thanks for not letting me fall off that roof.”
He leans down to kiss me then, his lips sweet from the ice cream. “How about we fall into forever? Together. Me and you.”
I slide my arms around his neck. “Forever with you sounds just about perfect.”
THE END
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Acknowledgments
Although an author may sit at her keyboard by herself, writing a book is not a solitary endeavor. I am very grateful to my dear friends Janna and Mandy for always believing in me, even when I have crazy ideas…like Jon and Ivy’s story. Thank you to my bestie Erin Kellison and my sister Rebecca Clark for your countless hours on the phone and in person, and for your thoughtful critiques of those messy early versions. To Elyssa Patrick, thank you for beta reading an almost final version. Your suggestions made the story so much better. And thank you to my author and screenwriting buddy Pat White for talking things out with me at the very beginning. You rock!
Fall into Forever
Copyright © 2014 by Beth Hyland
ISBN: 978-0-9882734-3-6
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