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She looked so happy. Like she was living a fairy tale.
That might be overdoing it a little, but Lucy needed to plead her case a bit. She continued texting.
It’s dance. There’s not that many ways to get injured.
Not completely truthful. But at Mattie’s age, the steps and classes were simple. The older girls had more chances of injury.
Any chance I can keep her for another hour? I think the first dance class deserves an ice cream celebration.
Crickets. No answer. Lucy glanced in the rearview mirror. Mattie was staring out the window. Patient, serious little thing.
Fine.
Graham’s begrudging response made Lucy laugh. He didn’t exactly sound excited, but she’d take it and run.
“What’s so funny?” Mattie piped up from the backseat.
“I was just texting your dad that I thought we should grab some ice cream before I drop you off. What do you think?”
Mattie’s eyes grew to the size of quarters, and she nodded quickly.
Lucy’s phone beeped again, and her mouth curved, picturing another text from Graham. Directions on what Mattie could and couldn’t do, most likely.
When are you coming home? I miss you.
Disappointment sucked the air from her lungs. It was from Bodie. Not Graham.
Bodie Kelps. Lucy had gone on a total of three dates with him back in Colorado. After which, Bodie had started talking about the future and Lucy meeting his parents. He’d even brought up the relationship-defining talk, which was Lucy’s cue to exit the scene.
The move to Texas couldn’t have come at a better time in terms of Bodie. Lucy liked him. They’d been friends during college and after, and she didn’t want to lose that friendship because things hadn’t worked out between them. She’d told Bodie in clear terms that they were not in a relationship and that she didn’t want to keep dating after she moved.
But the man didn’t listen.
He must think she was using moving as an excuse and he could prove his affection by continuing to pursue her. She wasn’t. Even if Lucy had stayed in Colorado, she wouldn’t have continued dating Bodie.
He’d texted her every day since she’d moved and called twice. Once she’d answered and talked to him—after all, she didn’t want to be rude—but she’d tried not to encourage him in a romantic way. Her hints definitely weren’t working.
Maybe she could etch it into stone or something. Although that would be pricey to mail.
Lucy put the phone to the side, started the car and drove out of the parking lot. Bodie could wait for an answer on that text since she didn’t know what to do about him. He obviously hadn’t believed her when she’d told him she was moving and that they were over. Lucy just didn’t do serious relationships.
She didn’t have some heart-wrenching story like the one her sister had endured. Lucy had just learned her lessons young. One time she’d attempted that whole falling for someone thing. The results hadn’t been good. One time had been enough for her to realize she much preferred to love and embrace everyone in life without ever getting too serious.
Lucy had been young—her junior year in high school—the first time she’d been tempted to let her feelings for a guy progress beyond friendship. A senior had asked her to prom, and she’d accepted. He was gorgeous, and she’d let her imagination get the best of her. She’d started daydreaming about him, thinking maybe he was really interested in her, acting like one of the silly girls she usually detested. Then, one day after school, she’d needed someone to give her a ride home. She’d headed to Nate’s locker to see if he could, but realized as she approached that he was talking about her to his friend.
At first she’d been giddy, thinking he must really like her. But then she’d realized they were discussing a plan regarding her.
They were talking about how long Nate would date her before passing her on to his friend who wanted a turn with her. Discussing her as if she were a piece of playground equipment.
She’s already fallen for me. I have no doubt that by prom, I’ll get what I want. After that, she’s all yours.
If Lucy hadn’t overheard, she’d never have known that all of Nate’s flattery and attention had only been done with one goal in mind.
Thankfully it had been early enough in the relationship that Lucy had come out of the experience with her heart still intact. In fact, she considered that day, that conversation, one of her biggest blessings because of how it had changed her life.
From that point on—after telling Nate exactly what she’d thought of his plans—she’d made a few decisions.
First, she’d started rescuing herself. She hadn’t called her parents or sister for a ride home from school. She hadn’t found one of her girlfriends and bummed a ride. Lucy had walked. Granted, it had been only a few miles to get home, but that had been the beginning for her.
No more looking for a prince when she could rescue herself.
And second, she’d tossed out serious (not that she’d ever had an extra supply in that department) and stuck to fun. She hung with groups of friends and even went to prom that year with a bunch of people. Guys. Girls. Everyone knew her. Most loved her. She loved back. Simple. Easy. No mess to clean up when she went through life with the objective of having fun.
“Ms. Lucy?”
“Yeah?”
“This really is the best day ever.”
The contented sigh that came from the backseat wrapped around Lucy. Good thing she didn’t resist getting involved with people in general, just dating relationships. Because she feared she’d already lost her heart to the adorable five-year-old in the rearview mirror.
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