Chapter 5: Good Girl

"Call her," I said.

The coordinator stared at me.

"Tell her I came to cancel, and I changed my mind. Tell her I'm sitting on the stone and I'm a mess."

"Ms. Tressler, I don't want to be part of something."

"You're already part of it. You hung a dress in her size on my wedding suite." I kept my voice level. "Call."

She made the call from the doorway, with her back to me.

I walked out to the ceremony shelf and sat down on the red stone, where I could see the gate.

I knew exactly what Shea wanted to see.

So I let my face fall apart, and the tears I had been holding since the trailhead came out.

They weren't an act. They only had a different reason than the one she would assume.

Their rental car came up the drive in twenty minutes.

Shea got out first with the phone already in her hand.

Jared walked behind her, wearing sunglasses and a pleased smile.

"Melinda," Shea said, in her gentlest voice. "Oh, honey."

I looked up and wiped my cheek with my wrist. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For all of it. The scene at the clinic and the hotel. I was dehydrated and I wasn't thinking."

Jared crouched in front of me. "It's okay."

"I almost canceled everything this morning," I said. "I came here to do it."

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