Page 20 of Sins or Secrets
“Of course. It’s just really great to see you.”
“You too.”
“Have you seen anybody else?”
“No. I didn’t think anyone else would come and see me.”
“I… saw you talking to Logan.”
“Yeah. We didn’t say much to each other.His um… well I think she was his girlfriend came to get him.”
“Oh God, that was Monica. I don’t think she has the girlfriend label yet, but that girl is working hard for it.”
“Oh…” I could tell, but I decided to bite my tongue.I have no right to be mean here.
“Did you hear her Blanche Dubois accent?Sweet baby Jesus, I thought I was bad but damn I nearly died laughing when I first heard it.”
I can’t help it. I burst out laughing.And damn does it feel good. Bree’s family moved here from Mayberry when she was ten.
We met at Lilly’s dance school in the summer before school began and became Frick and Frack.She’d always had a rich southern accent, but it’s calmed over the years and only more pronounced when she’s joking around or upset.That’s when mine tends to come out too, but it’s not as strong as hers and has definitely watered down in the years that last saw me here.
“I did catch it a little. She didn’t say much either.”
“No, God. She’s a real try-hard.You might get to hear it again.”
My laughter falters. “I’m not in town for long.I'm actually leaving tomorrow.”
Her perfectly arched brows lift right into her hairline.“Oh, gosh, that’s so soon. Where are you heading to?”
As if on cue, laughter from the TV cuts into the moment and we look across at the TV screen.The show cuts, but not even a second later Jerry is replaced with an image of Riley and me with the headline:
Get the latest on the Quinn Cambray and Riley Langford Divorce in ten minutes.
Quickly, I grab the remote and switch off the TV.When I look back at Bree, I can clearly see the wealth of concern in her eyes.
“I’m going to New York. I’m gonna see if I can get a job out there as a dance teacher.”
“That would be perfect.”
“I just have to get away somewhere far, and somewhere I was happy.”
“I understand. Just don’t go where I can’t find you.”
I chuckle. “I won’t.”
“Want to hear about how I nearly married a billionaire three times my age?"
My eyes bulge. “What?"
My gosh, I'd forgotten the crazy shenanigans she used to get up to.
"Yeah, and the week after we broke up I went on a date with Bryce Taylor."
I'm not sure which story will shock me more.
"Bryce Taylor, Logan's asshole friend who nearly burned down the school?"
"One and the same."
