Fighter's Forever by A. Rivers

Author:A. Rivers [Rivers, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two Roads Press Limited

Chapter Seven

Tony

When I wake the following morning—from a surprisingly good sleep despite the pain in my shoulder—I’m more emotionally balanced than yesterday. I dress in sweatpants and a T-shirt and open the curtains in the main bedroom. The view of the beach is stunning, with a few glimmers of gold on the water and pink streaks in the sky above it. I soak in the serenity for a few moments, listening to the gurgle of waves on the sand and watching the seabirds soar on a light breeze.

Last night, I decided I’d call Mom today. I’d expected to feel more nervous about it, but find I’m at peace with my choice. I sit on the edge of the bed, tap Mom’s number on my cell phone, and wait for the call to connect.

“Tony!” she exclaims. “You’ve caught me just before work.”

Oops. I’d forgotten about work and the time zone difference between us. I guess I’ve started to take the relaxed pace of beach life for granted. “Do you have a minute for a quick chat?”

She scoffs. “I always have time for my children.”

“Thanks.” For all that she’s a hurricane of a woman, she is a loving and devoted mother. “I just want to say that I’m happy for you, and I’d like to hear more about Kevin. I want to get to know him if he’s going to be an important part of your life.”

“Our lives,” she corrects. “But yes, I understand your meaning. If you suddenly had a fiancée, I’d be curious about her.” She makes a sound of displeasure. “But darling, you were the one who took yourself off to Massachusetts. If you’d stayed here, Kevin and I could have visited every night to check on you, and you’d have had plenty of opportunity to get to know him better.”

She has a point. But perhaps part of the reason I was so eager to leave is I didn’t want to spend more time with Kevin. I’d hoped if I buried my head in the sand, he might vanish. But clearly that wasn’t the right approach.

“I know. But will you tell me more about him anyway?”

“Yes.” She’s unusually quiet for a moment, gathering her thoughts. “He’s an accountant. I met him during a business meeting at Moretti’s.” Moretti’s is the Italian diner where Mom works as a cook. “He has two sons around your age. He’s lovely, Tony.” She sighs happily, and I feel bad for being a cynic. “He opens doors for me and listens to what I have to say. He’s a gentleman. I didn’t think I’d ever find one of those, but somehow I have. He likes to cook too. We’ve been teaching each other recipes. And he has a gorgeous dog.”

I grin at the thought of Mom with a dog. She’s never been the type for pets. But then my smile fades. What if the dog becomes a bone of contention for them? You never know what might cause problems. Overlooking a potential issue when it arises is another pattern of hers.

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