On Blue Falls Pond by Susan Crandall

Author:Susan Crandall [CRANDALL, SUSAN]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: FIC027020
ISBN: 9780446540070
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2008-04-14T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

JILL’S AFTERNOON CREPT slowly by as she sat at her desk in the surgeon’s office. She couldn’t seem to hold her thoughts to her work; bits and pieces of the past kept intruding no matter how hard she tried to block them out. At what point had she lost control of her life? Where were the crossroads where she had taken the wrong turn?

At one time, she’d been happy, back in the day when boyfriends had been plentiful; when there had always been someone waiting on her doorstep—back before she’d had to choose.

After that, the fear had set in, the doubt, the idea that by doing what she was, she was missing something else—the overriding conviction that there was more.

Now insecurity was again getting the upper hand.

She needed to get her mind back on her work, or she’d never get out of here today. She’d had to rewind the tape with the doctor’s dictation on it three times before she had the first paragraph transcribed correctly.

As much as she didn’t want to admit it to herself, she was nervous about seeing Eric tonight. Which was ridiculous; she saw him at least three times a week as they transferred Scott between them. But this was different. Tonight there was something at stake.

The phone on her desk rang and she jumped, startled out of her thoughts. For the briefest moment she was certain it was Eric calling to cancel dinner, and unexpected disappointment grabbed her by the throat.

But when she looked at the caller ID, it was the Busy Bee Flower Shop.

She ripped off her headset and picked up the phone. “Hi, Mother.”

“I just saw Eric with Glory Harrison again.” She announced it in the tone of breaking news.

“Really.” Jill worked for a neutral tone. She didn’t want her mother to think her heavy-handed meddling was making any headway—she’d never get the woman off her back then.

“Yes, really,” Mother said shortly.

Jill snorted. “I hardly need a minute-by-minute report of his activities.”

“If you fool around long enough, it’ll be too late.”

“We’re divorced, Mother. How much more too late do you think it can get?” No need to let her mother in on possibilities that might not come to pass.

There was a long pause where Jill could imagine her mother massaging her forehead in frustration. “I really do not think you’re that dense.”

Jill didn’t respond.

“You need to think of your son.” Mother’s tone shifted to reproachful.

“I rarely think of anything else,” Jill said sharply.

“Well, you don’t behave as if that’s the case. I cannot believe you threw away a husband like Eric to take up with that gigolo.”

“Jason was afraid of commitment. He wasn’t a gigolo.” There had been a time when sex had dominated their relationship—back when they’d had to sneak around. “Is that all you called for?”

“Well, I thought you should know. Ovella said she saw them together Sunday before last”—then she added in a scandalous tone—“on his motorcycle.”

“You already told me.” Jill rubbed her own forehead. “I thought you said they were buying dog food.

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