Return to Willow Lake by Susan Wiggs

Author:Susan Wiggs [Wiggs, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781459234505
Google: iskMvzBLGQwC
Amazon: B0088NGXXE
Goodreads: 13445248
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-08-27T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The filming went on in fits and starts throughout the day, and then they called it a wrap. Sonnet was torn between feeling amazed by the sheer contrivance of the situation, and the authentic moments of drama that emerged from the various setups. By the day’s end, everyone had a keen sense of the kids. Like children everywhere, they were annoying, endearing, brash, insecure and endlessly inquisitive. And despite her stated discomfort about being around them, Jezebel took command of every scene and setup.

Every few minutes, Sonnet checked her messages. Greg kept her updated on her mom’s chemo day. Things were going well, everything proceeding as expected. They’d be home sometime after dinner. It all sounded so…routine. How quickly they were getting used to her mother having cancer.

As she headed for her car, Sonnet spotted Zach in the parking lot.

“You weren’t in any of the shots today, so you don’t need to yell at me,” he said when she approached him.

“I wasn’t going to yell at you. I wanted—” She broke off. What did she want with him? “We didn’t finish our conversation this morning.”

“Maybe you didn’t.”

“I don’t understand why you’re so annoyed at me. I said I want us to go back to being friends.”

“And you maintain it’s possible to go back after a night like that.”

“Why not?”

“You can’t unring that bell, Sonnet. Or I can’t, anyway.”

“Then I’m in trouble,” she said.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t want to lose my best friend.”

He offered a short laugh. “News flash. You’ve already lost him. You threw him out when you decided he wasn’t going to fit into your grand scheme.”

“I don’t have a grand scheme. God, if I’ve learned anything from my mom’s illness, it’s that you never know what’s around the next corner, so what’s the point of planning?”

He unlocked his van and threw his backpack in. “Look, I’d love to stay and debate this with you all day, but I need to be somewhere.”

“Oh.” A terrible thought struck her. “Zach, are you seeing someone? Is that why you’re so ticked off at me?”

“What if I was?”

“I…well…” That would suck for me.

“For the record, I’m not seeing anybody. Not a girl, anyway.”

“Then who?” She couldn’t help it; she was impossibly nosy when it came to him.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I’ve got a hot date with an inmate up at Indian Wells.”

She melted a little inside. His dad was incarcerated at the minimum-security facility there. Ever since the sentencing, Zach had visited Matthew Alger faithfully, week in and week out, and apparently the pattern still held. “Ah, Zach. I’m sorry. I’ve been acting as if I’m the only one with troubles. Really, I apologize.”

“Don’t.” He leaned against the van, propping his foot on the side. “I’m not looking for an apology from you.”

“Let’s not do this,” she said. “Let’s not fight.”

“But it’s so entertaining when we fight.”

“I’d rather just talk.”

He checked his watch. “Go for it, then. Let’s talk. How’s your mom doing?”

“All right.

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