The Return by Marcie Shumway

Author:Marcie Shumway [Shumway, Marcie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

Mmmm,” I moaned as a hand massaged my insole with their thumb.

“Pressure good?”

“Perfect,” I whispered, leaning back and slowly feeling every other muscle in my body relax.

“Jeez, maybe we should have gotten you laid rather than a pedicure.”

My eyes popped open and I turned my head to narrow them at my best friend sitting beside me. Shrugging with a slight smirk on her face, she turned her attention back to the magazine in her lap. I shook my head at her and sighed again when the woman working on my feet switched sides. Abby and Jen had decided that a girl’s day was needed. I had argued very little when Jen showed up, her mother in tow. Betty Richardson had had a thing for my father for as long as I could remember, and was more than happy to be there if he needed anything for a few hours.

“There she is!” Jen exclaimed, as Abby finally came through the front door of the salon, coffee and doughnuts in hand.

“Sorry, ladies! Rough morning,” she apologized, dropping her purse in a chair, along with the doughnuts, so she could hand us our coffees.

“You feeling okay?” I asked quickly, inspecting her from head to toe.

“Other than not being able to get out of my own way, I am just fine,” she assured me.

Her bump was still barely there, but anyone that knew her would have to be blind not to figure out something was up. She looked so content and literally glowed. I don’t know how many times I had heard that it happened with pregnant women, but I had never witnessed it until my sister-in-law. She and Keegan had finally told her mother, and from what I’d heard, she was over-the-moon excited for them. This would be her first grandchild and Abby was her only daughter, so there would be an extra level of sweetness in that.

“When are you telling Dad?” I asked, nodding at her belly as she handed us our doughnuts.

“Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that,” she said, getting comfortable so the cosmetologist could get started on her pedicure. “We’re thinking breakfast tomorrow morning? Just us?”

“Perfect,” I told her. “He seems to do better in the morning, and gets more worn out as the day goes on.”

No sooner had we made the plan did she and Jen dive in to baby talk and the fact that they were officially on vacation. I listened for a bit and chimed in here and there; but, my mind started to wander. This was the first time, outside of the benefit, that I had gotten out since my father had started his treatments. Many people had offered to stay with him, so I could run errands and such, but I had taken just a few friends up on their offers to grab groceries for me or medications from the pharmacy. I felt like he was my responsibility and I didn’t want that on anyone else.

I hadn’t even seen Cooper since the prior weekend.

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