A Girl's Guide to Moving On by Debbie Macomber

Author:Debbie Macomber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2016-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

I met Kacey at Lloyd’s Center. Jake and her son, Adam, who was two years older, used to ice-skate in the center rink. Jake was around ten at the time. The ice rink held a lot of fond memories for me. Kacey needed a mother-of-the-bride dress, as her daughter was getting married in the summer, and she’d decided to start the search early.

“I hate this!” Kacey declared, studying herself in the dressing room mirror, twisting around to study her backside. Her shoulders slumped forward. “I look like a dumpy middle-aged woman.”

“You are a dumpy middle-aged woman,” I reminded her, shaking my head. “We both are.”

“No one needs a friend who speaks the truth,” Kacey joked. “Come on, let’s go have lunch. I need a break.”

I was more than happy to agree. It took far more stamina than I realized to shop for a mother-of-the-bride dress. It’d been a long time since I’d spent two or three hours shopping for just the perfect outfit. Since the divorce I rarely went out and definitely had no need for formal attire. I didn’t envy Kacey the search for the perfect dress.

“You feeling okay?” Kacey asked as we walked out of Nordstrom.

I still had shingles, but the antiviral medications had started to work and I was down to half a painkiller every few hours, which cut back on the nausea side effects and sleepiness. “I’m certainly better than I was last week.”

We found a restaurant inside the mall and were seated right away. As soon as we ordered, Kacey leaned closer to me. “Guess who I saw last weekend?”

I didn’t need to guess. “Sean.”

“Yup, and he was full of questions about you.”

I had no idea why Sean would ask about me, especially when we’d seen each other recently.

“Aren’t you curious what he wanted to know?” Kacey asked. She seemed disappointed that I hadn’t taken the bait.

I shook my head. “Not really. I can’t imagine why he asked about me, and frankly, I don’t care.”

“Okay, to be accurate he wasn’t as curious about you as he was about the man who brings you the bread. You know the one I mean? The guy we met that time at the deli.”

My back stiffened. This definitely raised my curiosity. “What about Nikolai?”

“Sean was pretty sneaky about getting information out of me, but I was onto him right away.”

“What do you mean?”

Kacey was in her element, using her hands expressively, eager to fill in the details. “Bill and I were having drinks at the club. You know how busy it gets on Saturday nights. We were at the bar waiting for a table when Sean sauntered in. Naturally, he had a woman with him.”

Naturally. That was information I wasn’t interested in hearing.

“When he saw us he left his flavor of the month and came to talk to me and Bill. He made small talk for a few minutes. He asked Bill about his golf game, mentioned they should get together soon, you know, that sort of thing.”

I nodded, anxious for her to get to the part about Nikolai.

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