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If she’d quit dance, I had to believe there was a reason that went deeper than what she was admitting to us.
“Will you be okay?” Ainsley asked Maisy gently, cupping her shoulder. Maisy nodded, but didn’t say a word.
“I couldn’t see you like this and not have you.”
She met my eyes, her gaze filled with passion and longing. There you are, my girl. I’ve missed you.
“Because you haven’t let me finish,” I said through gritted teeth. “For goodness’ sake, just shut up. Stop thinking about how you’re going to react or lie your way out of this and just…just listen to what I’m saying.”
“Instead of sleeping with other people, I want to help you kill other people.”
Everyone hopes their children will turn into some better version of themselves. It’s why we search for ourselves in their tiny features when they’re newborns.
Beside me, Ainsley sucked in a sharp breath. Bailey was eleven years old, the same age as Maisy. Not old enough to be sleeping with anyone. And certainly not someone my age.
“I really didn’t want to quit dance, Momma.” The words chilled me to my core. “Wha—” “It was Coach Chris.”
I knew it
As the house came into view, I reached up, tapping the button to open the garage and froze. The light was on.
“You lied to me, Greenburg.” “What are you talking about?” “You lied to me and said you’d have people over this weekend. And you didn’t.”
“It’s funny you say that because I actually have been thinking about something else I want.”
Prob his wife
“Hello?” I asked as I opened the door. The man Peter had been talking to in the driveway just a few nights earlier stood in front of me.
Wtf
Next up was Coach Chris and, if it was possible, I was even more excited about killing him.
“Um, you did?” His nervous laugh grated my nerves. “Yeah, she dropped…last season, I guess. I assumed you knew?”
There was a real beauty to her—something special. Something I couldn’t fully appreciate when Ainsley was there.
“Fencing,” she said, wrinkling her nose. “It’s not really fencing, is it?” My blood ran cold. Well, shit.
Duh af
“When will that be?” “This weekend,” she lied. “Maybe sooner.”
She seemed to contemplate my questions, a flicker of fear in her eyes. I’d told her too much, perhaps.
“I think sometimes people show us who they are, and we have to choose whether or not we’re going to believe them. There’s personality, Annie, and there’s human nature. Some things can be changed. Some people can change. But some things, some things are so deep down at the core of who we are, no matter what the people around us do, nothing will change us. If Pete has shown you who he is, you have to decide if you can live with it. If he’s unwilling to change, you have to decide if you’re going to change. Because if you’re both unhappy, one of you has to.”
“I said no, okay?” His tone was sharper than I’d ever heard it, cracking through the air.
“She doesn’t,” I admitted, swallowing. “Not like you.”
Wtf ???
“Girlfriend?” “Joanna St. James. Do you know her?” “The name doesn’t sound familiar…” I pretended to search my memory.
Wtf the therapist?????
“Did you honestly think I didn’t know you were still seeing Joanna?”
“You can’t do this. You’re not this person.” “Correction: I wasn’t this person. But you made me into her.”
I scanned the portion of the room I could see and saw the pool of crimson under Joanna’s chair. She was already gone. I’d been robbed of the chance to end her life. Maybe that stung worst of all.
Finally, I understood what I was staring at. He’d circled a space along the wall in the hidden room that read Emergency Exit (Hidden).
Sorry, honey. We’re in this together, remember? After all, rules are rules. Guess I had just one more secret. How’s that for full circle?
Damn
