Snowbound by Kim Golden

Author:Kim Golden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2013-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

7 Boyfriend of Christmas Past: Mia

Rule #3 We won't involve each other in our personal problems. That's why they are personal in the first place!

The air between us has changed. I can feel it as we walk along the deserted streets back to my grandmother's house. We don't take the shortcut. I don't want to meet Evan too soon. I don't even want to see him. If my grandmother were still alive, she would send Evan to a bed and breakfast and tell him to go home to his wife. I can almost imagine my grandmother beside me, pinching my arm and chiding me with "Tsk! You!" She would have wanted me to be with someone like Jake. My grandmother wasn't a stickler about skin color, even with growing up in the South. She thought skin color was irrelevant and didn't understand why my mother and I focused so much on only dating black men when we weren't very good at finding nice guys. Her usual retort to our complaints that there weren't enough good black men out there was "Branch out then. The world is full of men in all different flavors just waiting to be picked."

My mother always rolled her eyes when Grandma Ruth said that. She never contradicted her, never to her face anyway, but, as soon as we were alone, my mother would remind me how it was important to find a partner who would understand my history and my culture. I didn't understand it. For me, Vermont was my history, even with spending most of my time in Philadelphia and Baltimore with my mother and her two ex-husbands. She made a point of finding neighborhoods that were racially mixed, because she said it was good for me to be to exposed to "other people", as she put it. But, she also made it clear that there was a difference between who should be my friends and who should be my boyfriends. When I told her I had a crush on Owen Cudahy, she did everything she could to keep me from ever being around him. She tried to convince Grandpa Hart not to hire him when he needed extra help during the summer, never let him deliver groceries for us when we were in Hunters Grove. If he was hanging around, which he usually was since he lived just a few houses away, she tried to send him home. Grandma Ruth wouldn't have any of it. She liked Owen and used to tease me about my crush. She saw it, before I even realized what I was feeling was indeed a crush. I never told my mother about my summer romance with Owen. But Grandma Ruth knew. And she whispered in my ear one morning that Owen had the makings of a good man.

She would say the same thing about Jake, I am sure of it.

Jake stops just before we get to the mouth of Burlington Lane. "What's going on between us?"

"I don't know," I admit.

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