Return to Serendipity: Serendipity Sunsets Book One by Liza Lanter

Author:Liza Lanter [Lanter, Liza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-12-26T00:00:00+00:00

“Something smells divine.”

With her wavy hair still wet, Mel walked into Jenn’s living room after her shower. Worn out from their beach frolic, Jasper and Mia were curled up on Jasper’s oversized pillow bed.

“Zuppa Toscana! My favorite comfort food.” Jenn pulled out a baguette from the oven. “It’s a contradictory combination of healthy and not—kale, potatoes, and garlic paired with Italian sausage and heavy cream. It’s the most delicious soup I make. My kids call it ‘the good stuff.’”

“Yum.” Mel stirred the soup, still in a large pot on the stove. “Those aromas are intoxicating.”

“We will pair it with a dry Riesling. Renee left me Mom’s wine stash.”

“What can I do? Have the children been fed?”

“Yes, they dined on some wet and dry food with a grilled chicken appetizer.”

“Sounds delightful.”

“I think they will mostly be making snores for the rest of the evening from Jasper’s king-size bed. They are worn out.”

“The beach can be energizing and draining simultaneously.” Mel turned back to the stove. “Can I fill our soup bowls now?”

“That would be great. I’m going to quickly slice up this baguette. I’ve already placed some assorted cheeses on the table and a small green salad.”

“My stomach is roaring. I am realizing that I haven’t eaten since breakfast.”

“You never ate your lunch, did you?”

“I pulled the bacon off the sandwich this afternoon, thinking maybe a protein boost would help.”

Jenn laughed heartily, causing the dogs to raise their heads.

“We convince ourselves of many things when we are sad. I didn’t end up eating it. I couldn’t stomach anything this afternoon.”

“I hope that feeling has changed.” Jenn walked into the dining room with a bottle of wine in one hand and a basket of bread in the other.

“My stomach is more than ready to receive food now.” Mel followed Jenn with two steaming bowls, in quilted cozies, of the soup. “I feel like the ocean has cleansed me. I’ve given it my salty tears and it has lifted my spirits with its soothing breeze.”

“Sometimes you’ve got to cry everything out.” Jenn sat down at the table.

“Is that what you did after Simon made his revelation to you?” Mel joined her on the opposite side. “It still amazes me how you have gotten through this year with such strength.”

“One of my long-time friends in Atlanta who had her own challenges with life’s curveballs gave me some good advice. She told me that a breakup or divorce was like the death of someone in your life. You needed to go through all the stages of grief in order to heal.” Jenn filled each of their wineglasses.

“At first, I scoffed a little at the idea. Simon was still out there walking around. The breakup of our marriage wasn’t as final as a death. As the weeks passed, I saw that she was right. I went through what they say are the five stages of grief—denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. It was almost like clockwork how it progressed. It was then that I realized that divorce, especially after a long marriage, is like death.

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