The Christmas Violin by Buffy Andrews

Author:Buffy Andrews [Andrews, Buffy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472054838
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Peter

Peter checked out of the hotel and headed to the Tampa airport. He had expected to stay another day, but there was no need to now. Luckily, he was able to reschedule his flight.

He felt badly about the interview, about wasting Ron’s time. Peter had left on good terms, though. Ron made it clear that if Peter changed his mind, they could talk some more. But Peter knew that he wasn’t going to change his mind. He had been searching for answers and the answers were there all along. He just hadn’t opened his eyes.

It probably wasn’t the best time to venture out on his own, but thinking about it made him happy. And he figured that had to count for something.

He grabbed a black coffee after getting through airport security and headed to the gate. He turned on his iPad, figuring he had about an hour.

He pulled up the e-edition of his hometown newspaper. Ever since Camilla’s death, he checked the obituaries every day. It had become habit. Once, he saw an obituary for an older couple. The husband and wife had died of natural deaths hours apart. Their daughter found them sitting in their living room. One was in the chair; the other on the sofa. And the TV was on. It was so unusual that the paper even did a little write-up about it. The news story was along the lines of them always being together, even in death.

Peter always took notice of the people’s ages. If they had died young, like sixteen or seventeen, and there was no indication of the cause, he wondered if they had committed suicide. And if they did, why? He couldn’t understand why some people wanted to die while others who had died, like Camilla, would have given anything to live.

Peter finished his coffee and walked over to throw his cup in the trash. The passengers from the incoming flight were walking up the ramp. When Peter turned to go back to his seat, he spotted the woman from the cemetery. She was headed right toward him.

His heart skipped a few beats. What the hell was she doing here? And what were the chances he’d see her in the Tampa airport? Maybe it wasn’t her, he thought. Maybe it was her twin. She wore a tan dress and Peter couldn’t help but notice her shapely legs, which seemed to go on forever. A black bag hung on her shoulder and she carried a tan blazer that matched her dress.

He held his breath. Would she see him? Would she recognize him? No, of course not. They hadn’t even talked in the cemetery. It was a brief moment, the kind so fleeting that if you don’t coddle it you lose it.

He watched as she looked at her wristwatch and then straight ahead – into his eyes.

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