“Do you want to see the rest?” he asks, and a wrinkle forms between his eyebrows as he watches me. I seem to confuse him a lot, but that’s not something I know how to fix. So I won’t try.
I want to see every inch of this place, imagining my mom walking these halls with excitement and nerves. I think, after the way her first husband treated her, she was wary about getting into another marriage, but my dad worshiped the ground she walked on.
Smiling, I squeeze Fischer’s hand again. “I would love for you to show me the rest.”
Three things happen at once: my phone starts ringing, the door bangs open, and Fischer squeezes my hand back.
I wish I could focus on Fischer, but Lila and Grant are stumbling into the lodge and laughing their heads off, and it’s Dani on the phone which means she and Ava are probably lost. Breaking free from Fischer, I slip through a door to my left and close it behind me so I can hear above Grant’s guffaws.
“Dani? Are you guys close?”
“Um.” She laughs nervously. “Is Lila already there?”
“She just got here. Where are you?”
There’s muffled conversation before Dani laughs again. “Well, we must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, and I think my GPS must be broken.”
No, she’s just useless with technology. She’s worse than Brooklyn, which is saying something since my sister is notoriously bad with technology and can’t text to save her life. Dani is the sort of person who generally lets me make her calls and put together presentations for her. That always works in my favor, but I have a feeling I’m not going to be seeing the event planners anytime soon.
I can’t decide if that’s good or bad.
“Where are you, Dani?” I ask again.
“Uh, Diamond Springs?”
I nearly drop my phone. “What? Diamond Springs? That’s in the wrong direction!” Not to mention the wrongstate.
“Like I said, the GPS was broken.”
That’s not a thing that happens. Either they turned it off, or they completely ignored what it was telling them. And they apparently forgot about the easy-to-understand map I made them as a backup. If they’re in Diamond Springs, that means they’re about three hours away from the lodge. They might as well go back home. Assuming they can even make it back to Sun City…
“I’m going to call a friend and have him find you guys, okay? He can help you figure out how to get back since your GPS ‘isn’t working’.” I make air quotes, glad that this isn’t a video call. If only I could remotely control her phone and start navigation for her, though I’m not sure I trust them to follow it.
“Tell Lila we’re sorry!” She hangs up before I can respond.
That’s because she knows Lila is going to be furious when she realizes she can’t rely on her planners to do the heavy lifting today.
Though the volume in the lobby has grown, I assume Fischer can handle it and dial my stepbrother’s number. Kit is technically my stepbrother-in-law, but that’s way too complicated of a title. His wife, Skyler, is more like a regular sister, not just a stepsister I gained when Dad married her mom. More importantly, Kit lives in Diamond Springs.
“Hey, Micah,” he says after a couple of rings.
“I need a favor.”
“Good to talk to you too. I’ve been great, thanks for asking.”
I roll my eyes, though his sarcasm eases my building tension. “You do remember that I talk to Skyler, like, once a week, right?”
“Maybe, but you don’t talk to me. I don’t think I’ve talked to you since my wedding.”
I wince. He’s right, which makes me feel like a terrible sister. Their wedding was three months ago. “I’ve been busy.”
“I forgive you. You need a favor?”
I explain the situation with Dani and Ava, and before I’ve finished telling him where they are—thank you, Find My Friends—he’s on his way out to his car.
“Is that the only thing you need help with?” he asks as his car starts up. “You sound stressed.” Leave it to Kit Morgan to notice.
“I wish you could help me with this, but you’re not exactly a party planner.”