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Chapters (58)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Abbi Waxman and her novels
  3. Berkley Titles by Abbi Waxman
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraph
  6. Summer
  7. ONE
  8. TWO
  9. THREE
  10. FOUR
  11. FIVE
  12. SIX
  13. SEVEN
  14. EIGHT
  15. NINE
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. TWENTY-ONE
  28. TWENTY-TWO
  29. TWENTY-THREE
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. TWENTY-FIVE
  32. TWENTY-SIX
  33. TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. TWENTY-NINE
  36. THIRTY
  37. THIRTY-ONE
  38. THIRTY-TWO
  39. THIRTY-THREE
  40. THIRTY-FOUR
  41. THIRTY-FIVE
  42. THIRTY-SIX
  43. THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. Fall
  45. THIRTY-EIGHT
  46. THIRTY-NINE
  47. FORTY
  48. FORTY-ONE
  49. FORTY-TWO
  50. FORTY-THREE
  51. FORTY-FOUR
  52. FORTY-FIVE
  53. EPILOGUE
  54. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  55. Readers Guide
  56. Questions for Discussion
  57. About the Author
  58. What’s next onyour reading list?

A little while later, after Nina headed off to meet her boyfriend and Polly left to do whatever it was she did on a Sunday afternoon, Laura found herself standing outside her bedroom door. She was still in her swimsuit and needed to get changed, but she was conflicted. Without a doubt the noises coming from Bob’s room meant he was watching the baseball game, a game she was about to go into her own room to watch. On the one hand she’d spent most of yesterday with him, and he was probably sick of the sight of her, and on the other it’s much more fun to watch a game with someone else. As she dithered, Daisy trundled past her and paused briefly, looking up at Laura and apparently reaching some internal conclusion, because she then beetled on and scratched loudly at Bob’s door. Bob opened it, and saw Laura.

Holding the door for Daisy, he said, “Hi there, is the game too loud?”

Laura shook her head. “No . . . what’s the score?”

Bob’s face lit up. “It’s three-two Phillies, top of the third, you want to come and watch with me?” He blushed slightly. “I’m actually rooting for the Yankees in this game, but only because the Dodgers need them to beat the Phillies . . .” He faltered, looking at her face. “Not a Yankees fan?”

Laura looked horrified. “Of course I’m a Yankees fan. I was making a face because I realized you’re probably a Dodgers fan and it’s going to make for tension around the breakfast table.” She assumed a tragic expression. “Not everyone deals with failure very well.”

Bob narrowed his eyes. “You’d think Yankees fans would be used to it.”

The rivalry between the New York Yankees and the Los Angeles Dodgers was one of the oldest and fiercest in the country, and Laura was delighted at the prospect of keeping it alive on a super-local level, i.e., across a hallway. She smiled. “I’d love to watch, let me get changed and I’ll be right there.”

Bob looked genuinely pleased. “I’ll get some chips and dip.” Wow, Bob, he told himself, you really know how to show a girl a good time. Chips AND dip? Yet strangely, Laura looked equally as happy as he did at the prospect, and as she went into her room to get changed, he hurried off to the kitchen to gather snacks. If anyone had been listening, they would have heard him humming.