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“Then what do I do?” I ask.

“Wait it out. More than likely, after the anniversary passes, things will get easier.” Kade says.

“If it doesn’t?” I ask.

“Then, the three of us get with his mom and push him,” Lin says.

“I’ve never been good at waiting,” I say.

“Oh, I know.” Lin laughs.

“Great, so let’s wait.” I sigh.

My gut is screaming at me that there’s more and waiting is a bad idea. I should have listened.

Chapter 31

Brynn

I’m trying to keep busy, because this whole waiting things out plan isn’t working for me. I figure if I can keep busy, I won’t have the need to corner Jasper and go off on him and try to shake him out of this funk he’s in.

When my phone rings, I lunge for it, welcoming the distraction.

“Hello?” I ask, kicking myself for not checking the caller ID first.

“Brynn, dear, I was wondering if you have time to meet me for lunch?” Jasper’s mom asks.

“Sure, Mrs. Adams. Where were you thinking?” I ask, as I pull up my calendar.

“Well, today if possible. Jasper went into work at Samuel’s, and I’d rather talk, when he isn’t here.” She says.

Samuel’s is his restaurant. It the fancier one known for its southern twist on seafood.

“Of course, I can be there in half an hour.”

“Perfect, see you then, dear.” She says.

As soon as we hang up, I call Lin.

“Hey, keeping busy?” Lin answers.

“I was trying, and then Jasper’s mom called and invited me over for lunch today,” I tell her.

“I wonder what she wants,” Lin says.

“I have no idea, but I plan to find out. You watch The Inn for me, while I’m gone?” I ask.

“Of course! But I expect all the details, when you get back.” She says.

“Of course!” I try to mimic her enthusiasm, and judging by the look on Lin’s face, I failed.

Once off the phone with her, I send a text to Rich, letting him know I will be stepping out for a bit and to call Lin, if he needs anything. Then, I go to my room to get ready. I know she won’t care what I wear, but I feel like this is important, so I want to dress up a bit. A sundress and some strappy sandals will do the trick. I touch up my hair and makeup, before I head out.

As I pull down the familiar street, I worry what she has to say might not be good news. Parking in the driveway, I start to miss Jasper something fierce.

The front door is open, so I tap on the screen door.

“Mrs. Adams?” I call out.

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