When Summer Comes. Brenda Novak

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      She slapped the steering wheel. “Levi hasn’t done anything wrong!”

      “He caused Denny’s dogs to be impounded and knocked out his friend!”

      “As much as I hate to say it, since I love dogs, those two are dangerous. So are their owner and his buddy! I have to stand up for the truth, Kyle. If I don’t, it’ll be my fault if those pit bulls are released and hurt someone else. Is that what you want?”

      The question seemed to take the edge off his anger. “No. Of course not. I just... If Levi’s going to be moving on, it’s better if he does it sooner rather than later. That’s all.”

      “Better for whom?” she demanded.

      “Better for you.”

      “No, better for you.” She hung up, then sat staring at her phone. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten into an argument with Kyle. They could get a little irritated with each other, and at that point they usually parted company. But she’d never hung up on him before.

      Was what she’d feared happening? Had sleeping together ruined their friendship? Doomed it to failure?

      She hoped not. She’d only been trying to give him a shoulder to cry on, had never intended to end up in his bed.

      She thought of their other friends—Gail, Cheyenne, Eve, Noah, Baxter, Ted, Sophia, Riley—and was embarrassed. A rift between two of them risked the enjoyment they all received from being part of the group.

      “You coming in?”

      Callie jerked her head up to see Levi standing in the doorway. Thanks to her conversation with Kyle, she’d stopped checking to see if he was ready for her. “Uh, yeah,” she said, and dropped her phone in her purse before climbing out.

      Levi watched her closely. “Kyle said something you didn’t like?”

      She refused to meet his eyes. “I’m not sure what’s going on with him.”

      “He wants me gone,” he said simply.

      “I don’t think he knows what he wants.”

      Levi could’ve said more. No doubt he understood why their relationship was so complex. But he didn’t press her to answer any more questions. He merely held the door and she went in to pay.

      * * *

      After the auto parts store, which was located in the next town, they returned to Whiskey Creek and bought a shower rod from the hardware store. With the Old West–style boardwalk in front and the antique gold lettering on the window, the place resembled a mercantile out of the 1800s. Most of the other businesses on Sutter Street looked similar. They were definitely a blast from the past, including Callie’s photography studio, where they stopped next. When Levi had passed through Whiskey Creek, he hadn’t paid a lot of attention to it, except to eat and buy gas. Two days ago, this town was just another spot on the map. He’d never expected to see it again.

      A young woman with long dark hair sat working on a computer. She glanced up when the bell over the door rang, then jumped to her feet.

      “I didn’t realize you were coming in,” she said to Callie.

      Callie shrugged. “I was in town, so I thought I’d come by, see how things are going.”

      Her eyes drifted to Levi.

      “This is a friend of mine,” Callie explained. “He’s visiting for a week or so. Levi, this is Tina, my assistant.”

      Tina offered him a shy smile. “Hello.”

      He acknowledged her greeting with a nod.

      “I was just finishing up the Barrado album,” she said, returning her attention to Callie.

      “How’s it turning out?”

      “Great.”

      “Farrah Johnson called. She was wondering when her pictures will be in.”

      “I don’t know why she bothered you. I’ve already talked to her. I have an appointment with her next week.”

      “Maybe she’s miffed that I didn’t do her wedding myself.”

      Their words faded to background noise as Levi circled the studio, studying the photographs that hung on the walls—a pregnant woman standing partially in shadow, two toddlers playing with a bunny, a family wading in a river, several brides and graduates and chubby babies. Callie was good at chronicling life, he thought. She seemed to capture just the right nuances of lighting and expression—if these were all her work and not Tina’s.

      In a small covelike display area, he found a picture of ten people, who all looked to be about the same age. Callie hadn’t taken this shot; she was in it. So was Kyle.

      “You ready?” Callie asked

      Levi glanced over at her. “Who are these people?”

      “My best friends.”

      “There’re a lot of them.”

      She smiled. “Except for Chey, we’ve known one another since grade school.”

      “Only in a place like this,” he murmured.

      “Probably.” She fished out her keys. “There’s too much shifting around in the bigger cities.”

      “You didn’t lose any of the group? None of them ever moved away?”

      She pointed to a moderately attractive redhead at one end. “Gail did. She’s still gone, but she comes back to visit when she can. Do you recognize her?”

      “No. Am I supposed to?”

      “She’s married to Simon O’Neal.”

      “The movie star Simon O’Neal?”

      “One and the same.”

      “How did she meet him?”

      “She started a PR company in L.A. about eleven years ago. Used to do his publicity. She still does.”

      “Didn’t he recently go through a very public meltdown?” He remembered getting bits and pieces of Hollywood gossip, even in Afghanistan.

      “It’s been a couple of years, but yes. Definitely not his finest hour. That was before they fell in love and she got him turned around,” she added with a wink.

      “I haven’t heard anything about him lately.” But he didn’t spend much time in front of the TV. Once he

      returned home after his third tour, he took to the road almost immediately. At that point, what one movie star or another was or wasn’t doing seemed to have no relevance to his life.

      “The fact that you haven’t heard anything is good news. It means he’s recovered.” She drew his attention to a dark-haired woman СКАЧАТЬ