Postcards From Last Summer by Roz Bailey

Author:Roz Bailey [Bailey, Roz]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Contemporary Women
ISBN: 0758211112
Google: ZXB1AQAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00G05UWXO
Barnesnoble: B00G05UWXO
Goodreads: 1098629
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2006-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

45

Darcy

“The prosecution probably won’t introduce the photos of your father and his friend,” Tara said when Darcy asked her about it that Friday night. With a father known to take high profile cases, Tara was considered the legal expert in the group. “The prosecutor might not want to appear petty and hurtful to the jury,” Tara added.

They were hanging at the bar at Coney’s, Darcy happy to be there with her friends, able to watch her boyfriend behind the bar and send him positive vibes. If Dad’s was a lost case, at least she had Kevin, and if she poured all her energy and faith in him, how could they fail?

“Do you think they need the photos?” Lindsay said as she transferred drinks onto a tray. “I mean, it doesn’t help make the case, and they seem to have loads of evidence. Have you seen those boxes of files marked as evidence on TV?”

“Lindsay’s right,” Darcy said. “The damage seems to be done. My father’s moral character is shot to hell.” Surely the rest of his life would come tumbling down in due time. All the more reason to separate herself.

“Still . . .” Tara put a hand on Darcy’s wrist. “In the end, it’s all up to the jury. Our legal system is flawed, but I still think it’s the fairest in the world.”

Darcy nodded, trying to swallow a sip of wine that had turned bitter in her mouth. Although it was clear that life as she knew it was over, she still struggled with the loss of her financial freedom. “Part of me still can’t believe this is happening, but regardless of what happens with my father, I’ve got to move on. Today I realized I can’t rely on my parents anymore. My father let me down on so many levels—didn’t even pay my way through college—but what good would it do for me to sit around and blame him? I’ve got to move on.”

“That’s so true, Darcy,” Lindsay said. “We all need to climb out from under the parents’ wings and think about what we want.”

Tara squeezed her hand. “I’m proud of you, honey.”

“I can’t really take credit. It’s survival instinct. Besides, I’ve known what I wanted for years . . . and he’s standing right down the bar.”

Her friends’ heads swung left, to where Kevin stood in a heated discussion with his father, who scowled as he hung glasses upside down in the overhead rack.

“I was thinking more along the lines of a career,” Lindsay said. “Something you can accomplish on your own and a way to be financially independent.”

Darcy shook her head at Lindsay, who always had trouble getting the big picture. “You sound just like your mother. But don’t worry, I’ve got the career thing waxed. When Kevin and I take over this place, we’re going to make it a Hamptons institution. I figure I’ll start off hostessing and Kevin can manage the place.”

Lindsay squinted at her. “You want to be a hostess?”

“Of my own place, sure.

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