Peri by Indie Sparks

Author:Indie Sparks [Sparks, Indie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twice Shy Publishing
Published: 2023-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

17

Bryce

Keller drives up next to me just in time to see the ball I’ve hurled at my house bounce off a piece of wood trim, inches from the window it surrounds.

He steps down out of his truck, rubbing the back of his neck. “Damn, man. If you’re just dying to have a window broken by a ball, I’ve got three little boys who’d be happy to take turns trying to make it happen.”

“This dog’s a pain in the ass. I stop what I’m doing to come out here and throw the ball so he’ll quit whining at me, and he gives up after five minutes.”

“In his defense, he’s panting like he’s been running for more than five minutes. You sure you didn’t lose track of time, out here taking out your frustration on this poor clumsy dog.”

“Hell if I know how long we’ve been out here.”

“Why don’t you just go to her house?”

“Because she doesn’t want me there. She wants to be alone, just like she wanted last night.” I retrieve the ball from the shrubs. “And she’s a grown woman who has a right to decide when and if she has company.”

“The night before her mom’s funeral? You really think she ought to be alone right now?”

“No, Keller! I don’t think she should fucking be alone right now!” I throw the ball away as hard as I can, not caring where it lands. Crash takes chase, making me look like a liar.

“Just show up. Don’t ask. Let her forgive you later.”

“You do know who we’re talking about, right? She’s never been big on forgiveness.”

“She’ll be gone in less than a week. You really want to waste time when you’ve got so little left?”

“She won’t leave that soon.”

“Told Catie she was.”

She told me, too, but that doesn’t mean she’ll do it. “She’ll feel different after the funeral. There are still too many decisions to be made.”

“She’s already signed the listing agreement to put the house on the market. Don’t ask me how I know that.”

As if I’d need to ask. His wife compiles data quicker than the damn CIA.

Crash spits his slobber-covered ball at my feet. My heart hammers in my chest. All I can do is stand rooted in place with my jaw clenched and my vision blurred.

Keller nods. “Figured that was knowledge I should probably share.” He gets back in his truck and leaves.

Now I do want to break a window.

“You want to go for ride?” Crash runs for my truck while I lock the front door.

If she gets pissed, she can get over it. She doesn’t have the first clue what she needs right now. Too stubborn for her own damn good. Leaving town in less than week. Listing the house before the funeral. The fuck is she thinking?

I change the song. Not in the mood for it. The next one’s worse. Third try’s no better, so I turn off the music altogether. Crash knocks his head against the window intentionally, trying to get me to roll it down for him.

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