Home on Seashell Island by Brenda Kennedy

Author:Brenda Kennedy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, spiritual, dating, children, humor, family bonding
Publisher: Brenda Kennedy

Chapter Six

Carly

With each passing day the excitement builds leading up to my date night with Beau. I keep it to myself although I wanted to call Sarah and tell her. I knew she would make me nervous by giving me unsolicited advice, sending me memes of inappropriate dating behavior through my e-mail, and possibly sending me a month’s worth of condoms thanks to companies offering overnight deliveries. Hmm. A month’s worth of condoms? How many would she think that is? For me, right now, zero is the correct number.

I’m nervous enough and I don’t need her antics to add to my already mounting anxiety. I thank God that I have only two days to wait.

On Thursday, I go shopping off of the island to look for the perfect dress and shoes. I need something conservative but not boring. I need heels but not hooker height. I also need earrings, but not hoops. And I own none of these things.

When I’m happy with my purchases, I head home.

The rest of the night is spent giving myself a mani/pedi, giving my hair a hot-oil treatment, and myself a facial. I put Grace and Frankie on Netflix to help pass the time. Who doesn’t love Lily Tomlin and Jane Fonda? Plus, their failed marriages remind me why I’m single.

I decide to open a bottle of wine. Of course, if Beau and I were together, I would abstain from drinking altogether. Maybe I should stop now, just in case we wed. I laugh at myself for even thinking such a thing so early into a relationship. Relationship? Wed? We haven’t even had a first date yet. What the hell am I thinking? I cap the wine and push it away. I’m screwed up enough on my own, I don’t need any help. On second thought, I need something to help my nerves. I skip the glass and drink from the bottle.

The next morning, I get up and run before walking along the shore looking for seashells and other treasures that may have washed up on shore overnight from the deep blue sea. Lately, I’ve added driftwood to my collection of shells, sand dollars, and sea glass. Thanks to Pinterest, I know a lot of things I can make out of driftwood.

I start getting ready at three o’clock for my date at five. I want to look perfect for Beau. While I’m sitting on the bed with the French doors open to the patio, I hear a car pull into the driveway. Panicking, I look at my phone for the first time. It’s just past four o’clock. It can’t be Beau. I remain still, hoping he’s not here to cancel or postpone our date. Soon I hear two giddy females laughing as they make their way to the house.

“Hey, Carly, we’re home.”

A smile forms on my face when I hear Sarah’s voice. “Come through the back, it’s open.”

“And I brought someone with me.”

I hear louder giggles.

“The more the merrier.”

I wait patiently with my mascara wand in hand, making sure my white robe is covering up the nearly identical twins.

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