Twice in a Blue Moon by Christina Lauren

Author:Christina Lauren [Lauren, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2019-10-21T23:00:00+00:00

Mom answers on the fourth ring, harried, dropping the phone before she can even get a hello in. I imagine her in the kitchen, still using the landline with the enormous cord she winds around her hand as she chats, pacing the wide, bright room.

“Hello?”

“Mom?”

She lets out a happy little gasp. “Tatey!” A chair screeches on the tile. She’s going to sit, but I know it won’t last long.

“Hey, Mama.”

“Tell me everything.”

Before I can even get started, I hear her push back to stand. While she paces, puts away dishes, seems to start cooking something—but then heads outside into the garden, pulling the long cord behind her—I tell her about the farm, about my cabin, about the makeup trailer with Charlie, Nick, and Trey.

And then I tell her everything about running into Sam.

About how Ruby Farm initially felt like an endless expanse of green, but now feels like a tiny green bubble.

It’s weird that Mom never met Sam, has no idea what he looks like. Weird, because the sensation of seeing him again still pulses through me like an extra heartbeat, and it makes it hard to explain why it threw me to see him with a beard—because somehow I always knew he’d grow one. Weird, because it’s hard to explain how his eyes look exactly the same but entirely different, too. There’s wisdom there now that I have no part of. I’ve had meaningless flings that lasted longer than my entire relationship with Sam, so why am I jealous of fourteen years? Why am I jealous at all?

“Because he was your first,” Mom says, like I’m a sweet idiot. “Not just the first guy you had sex with—”

“Mom.”

“—but the first person you ever shared who you are with. He’s the first person you ever consciously confided in about your dad. He’s the first person who ever knew that you wanted to be an actress. And he sold that information.”

I chew my thumbnail, mumbling “I guess so” around it, though when she puts it that way . . . duh.

The quiet stretches between us, and I can tell she’s waiting for me to say more, but I have nothing left to say about it.

“You haven’t mentioned your dad once,” Mom says. “Is that intentional?”

This actually makes me laugh. Twenty whole minutes I haven’t stressed about shooting a movie with Dad. Maybe the one blessing of Sam’s reemergence is that Dad is suddenly the least of my worries.

“He has a girlfriend on set,” I tell her. “I haven’t interacted with him yet at all.”

Mom exhales slowly. “I’m sorry, honey.”

“Why are you sorry?”

“Because I know what you wanted this to be.”

I feel my chest grow too-tight. “What did I want it to be?”

It’s her turn to laugh, but it isn’t mocking. “Tate.”

I lift a hand to my lips, chew my thumbnail again, letting her gentle pressure unknot my thoughts.

“I don’t want to put words in your mouth,” she says gently, “but I think you were hoping this would be a turning point in your relationship with Ian.

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