Start Your Engines by Jim Cangany

Author:Jim Cangany
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crimson Romance

Chapter Thirteen

“Why are you such a Gloomy Gus?” Bridget and Brad were on the porch, sipping iced tea while Amy was spending the day with a friend, probably pretending to be Gabrielle. Summer break was in full swing, and Bridget was spending a lot of time hanging out with Gabrielle. With the rising star out of town making promotional appearances with Barbara, Bridget had evidently decided spending the afternoon with her brother was a tolerable consolation prize.

“I don’t know, and it’s driving me crazy. Gabrielle’s amazing. We just won our first race. I should be on top of the world, right?” He swatted at a bee buzzing nearby.

“Did you talk to your counselor talk about it?” So far, the only family members who knew Brad was going to counseling were Bridget and their parents. He wasn’t ready to tell his brothers.

“Yeah. She thinks it’s a sign I still haven’t let go of J.P., and until I fully reconcile with that, I’ll never get past my problems.”

Brad was convinced the counseling sessions were helping, but the pain they were digging up still hurt way more than he’d ever imagined.

“How are you supposed to do that?”

“She suggested I have some kind of letting go ceremony. Sounds pretty stupid.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Bridget went to the porch rail. “You didn’t go to the funeral, after all.”

“How was I supposed to do that? I was laid up in the hospital.” He tried to keep the annoyance out of his voice, but based on Bridget’s frown, he failed.

“Exactly. Then after you got out of the hospital, it was all about rehab, then all about getting back to work. You’ve never been to J.P.’s grave site, have you?”

“I said good-bye in my own way.”

“Liar.” Bridget glowered at him, her lips a thin, straight line. “You’ve never said good-bye. You’ve put all your emotions about the accident into a little box and shoved it into a corner of your brain where it was growing cobwebs until a few weeks ago.”

“So, am I supposed to jump on a plane to visit his grave? I’m in the middle of the season. It’s kind of hard to get away right now.”

“God, you can be so obtuse. Of course I’m not suggesting you fly to France. What I am suggesting is you and Gabrielle pay a visit to his tree. Do something there. Sing a song. Tell a joke. Shoot, play some Mario Kart, for all that it matters.”

“Oh.” Brad inspected his fingernails, which for once weren’t chewed to the nubs. It wasn’t a bad idea, actually. Maybe the two of them could have their own little ceremony. “Couldn’t hurt.”

“That’s putting it mildly.” Bridget let out a sigh and shook her head. For the summer, she’d added highlights to her brown hair. It made her look younger, and maybe a little happier.

“No need to get snippy about it.”

“Yes, there is reason to get snippy about it. You know why?” She poked him in the chest. “Gabrielle’s been in love with you practically since the day she met you.

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