“Mr. and Mrs. Loski? What about?” Mom sighed. “About everything, it seems.” “I don’t understand.”
Very quietly my mother said, “For the first time in her life, Patsy is seeing her husband for what he is.
It’s twenty years and two children late, but that’s what she’s doing.” She gave me a sad smile.
Patsy seems to be going through the same thing you are.” The phone rang and Mom said, “Let me get that, okay?
Your dad said he’d call if he was working overtime, and that’s probably him.”
While she was gone, I remembered what Chet had said about someone he knew who had never learned to look beneath the surface.
Had he been talking about his own daughter? And how could this happen to her after twenty years of marriage?
When my mother came back, I absently asked, “Is Dad working late?” “That wasn’t Dad, sweetheart. It was Bryce.”
I sat straight up. “Now he’s calling? I have lived across the street from him for six years and he’s never once called me!
Is he doing this because he’s jealous?” “Jealous? Of whom?”
So I gave her the blow-by-blow, beginning with Mrs. Stueby, going clear through Darla, the auction, the furball fight,
and ending with Bryce trying to kiss me in front of everybody. She clapped her hands and positively giggled.
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