Page 62 of The Biggest Secret
“Come on, girl, show me the goods!”
We spend the next hour hanging around the shop. Her dress is stunning and fits her like a glove. Jackson is going to lose his mind when he sees her. I check my phone again and see I have no return text.
“What’s wrong?”
“I text Adam to check in when we first got here but haven’t heard back.”
“Maybe they’re down at the park. The service here is weird, too. Maybe when we get back on the highway, the text will come through.”
I nod and follow her to the car. We head for home, grabbing some coffee from the drive-through we pass on the way. She drops me at my house, and I head inside, taking note Adam’s truck is gone from the driveway. I check my phone again. Nothing.
I call this time and it rings out. Breathing deep, I try to shake off the bad feeling I have coming over me. I glance out the front window, seeing Britt’s car the only one in the driveway. Bobby is working and I know Chess ran back out to her mom’s after dropping me home.
I dial Britt and she picks up on the first ring. “Hey girl, how was the fitting?”
“Good. Everything is on time so far, so one less thing for her to stress over.”
“Great. You don’t think she knows about the bachelorette party, do you?”
“She didn’t mention anything. She was acting her normal self, so I think we’re safe. Hey, uh, have you seen Adam?”
“Not today. I heard his truck pull out earlier. You can’t miss that beast coming down the street.”
“I know. It's ridiculous. He was spending the day with Dom while I went to the shop and now, I can’t get ahold of him.”
“He probably took him over to his parents’ house. You know his mom is always looking to get her hands on that beautiful boy of yours.”
My heart slows a little. “You're right, I never thought to call there. Okay thanks, girl, I’ll talk to you later.”
I hang up and call The Casanova's house.
“Hey, Chelsea, how are you?”
“Hi, Mrs. Casanova. I’m good, hey, uh, is Adam there with Dom?”
“No sweetheart, I haven’t seen them at all today. But I miss my grandbaby, please tell me I can have him tomorrow!”
She laughs lightly and I try to as well, but my heart is racing again. “Of course! I’ll call you and we’ll work it out.”
We make promises to speak tomorrow, but I’ve already hung up, grabbed my keys, and am in my car.
Dialing my sister this time, it also rings out.
Throwing my phone into the passenger seat, I curse her and everyone in this freaking town. I begin driving into town, slowly going through the park to see if I can spot them. There’s a handful of people here, but no Adam. I follow the road to Main Street, going slow past the Roasted Chestnut. I still don’t see Adam’s truck.
I pull into a spot and reach for my phone, again searching the sidewalks. And then I see Farrah, walking hand in hand with my son. Francesca appears from the coffee shop, and they meet on the sidewalk. I jump from my car screaming for Dominic.
“Chelsea, what's wrong?”
I run and grab Dom, wrapping my arms around him, tears rolling down my cheeks. “Where have you been, baby? I’ve been looking for you!”
He just hugs me back and says “Pway!” Farrah comes around, placing her hand on my back. “He was with me, CJ, he was fine.”
“Why was he with you?” I screech. “He was supposed to be with Adam!”
I notice the look exchanged between the two of them. “Adam stopped by earlier, said he got called into work and asked if Dom could hang out at the daycare today. Chelsea he was fine, he had a great time.”
I’m already walking away from them, needing to get Dom strapped into his car seat in my car.
