“Mr。 and Mrs。 Loski? What about?”
Mom sighed。 “About everything; it seems。”
“I dont understand。”
Very quietly my mother said; “For the first time in her life; Patsy is seeing her husband for
what he is。 Its twenty years and two children late; but
thats what shes doing。” She gave me a sad smile。 “Patsy seems to be going through the
same thing you are。”
The phone rang and Mom said; “Let me get that; okay? Your dad said hed call if he was
working overtime; and thats probably him。”
While she was gone; I remembered what Chet had said about someone he knew who had
never learned to look beneath the surface。 Had he
been talking about his own daughter? And how could this happen to her after twenty years of
marriage?
When my mother came back; I absently asked; “Is Dad working late?”
“That wasnt Dad; sweetheart。 It was Bryce。”
I sat straight up。 “Now hes calling? I have lived across the street from him for six years and
hes never once called me! Is he doing this because
hes jealous?”
“Jealous? Of whom?”
So I gave her the blow…by…blow; beginning with Mrs。 Stueby; going clear through Darla; the
auction; the furball fight; and ending with Bryce trying
to kiss me in front of everybody。
She clapped her hands and positively giggled。
“Mom; its not funny!”
She tried to straighten up。 “I know; sweetheart; I know。”
“I dont want to wind up like Mrs。 Loski!”
“You dont have to marry the boy; Julianna。 Why dont you just listen to what he has to say?
He sounded desperate to talk to you。”
“What could he possibly have to say? Hes already tried to blame Garrett for what he said
about Uncle David; and Im sorry; but I dont buy it。 Hes
lied to me; he hasnt stood up for me … hes … hes nobody that I want to like。 I just need
some time to get over all those years of having liked him。”
Mom sat there for the longest time; biting her cheek。 Then she said; “Pe