The Truth About Air & Water (Truth in Lies #2) by Katherine Owen

Author:Katherine Owen [Owen, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00N0NQJY0
Publisher: The Writing Works Group
Published: 2014-08-23T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

It Only Hurts When I'm Breathing -TALLY

It’s the last day of January, and my baby turns four today. She wanted the Disney Frozen theme, and we’ve gone all out. Elliott is dressed as Olaf and Cara plays Elsa trying to turn anything and everyone to ice with the little wand I gave her as soon as she woke up.

Sam and Charlie worked all morning on the backyard stringing shimmery white and blue streamers along the gutters that fan out across the yard to a large party tent set up in the middle of the yard. There are white, blue, and pink balloons and matching streamers everywhere.

With a little help from the San Francisco Ballet, we’ve managed to transform the party tent into a winter enchanted ice castle using the props from the ballet for Swan Lake. Mikhail Rostov finally comes through and proves he’s human.

Now, twelve children from Cara’s preschool merrily dance through Elsa’s ice castle, elated with our decoration efforts even if it’s a little chilly for an outdoor birthday party in the middle of winter.

The music from the movie blasts all around and the kids sing the words to every song. Two spires out of four and half of a castle are all that is left of the cake that I actually made from scratch. “You baked and decorated a cake. Not just any cake, but a castle cake. Oh my God. See? Miracles happen all the time,” Marla said when she first arrived early this morning to help me.

The party tables are strewn with empty cups and plates of half-eaten cake and melting cotton candy ice cream, which is colored blue that no one can explain. Marla and I start to gather up the kids’ discarded plates while Sam and Charlie interact with some of the parents who linger longer even as the afternoon party begins to wind down by fetching drinks for people and keeping them generally entertained along with my parents’ help.

“Does he have to look so much like Chris Hemsworth?” Marla asks as soon as she sees Sam disappear up the back steps and into my house. “Thor’s a bit of a distraction.”

“Careful now, Mrs. Masterson. He’s Sam Wilde, bartender extraordinaire, and a good friend, but that is all there is to it.”

She gets that knowing look. “Yeah, it’s obvious you haven’t slept with him yet. The PG-13 PDA is a dead giveaway, but it’s been weeks, Tally. What is your problem? Seriously, you need to do him, or I will.”

I stare at the back door Sam just disappeared through for an answer to that and decide to sidestep the issue entirely. “Funny. Such brave talk from a girl who hasn’t been with anyone but Charlie Masterson, for what, five years running? More than that, actually, now that I do the math. Do tell, Marla. Why don’t you sleep with Sam?” I mock and then laugh at her twisted-up face. I don’t think she expected me to call her on it quite so openly.

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