Chapters (64)
- Book Description
- About Kennedy Ryan
- Also from Kennedy Ryan
- Acknowledgments from the Author
- Book Description
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Part Two
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Epilogue
- Author’s Note
- An excerpt from The Kingmaker by Kennedy Ryan
- Discover 1001 Dark Nights Collection Seven
- Discover the World of 1001 Dark Nights
- Special Thanks
The weight that’s been heavy on my shoulders since Dr. Granden first uttered the word “perimenopause” feels that much lighter with every person I share it with.
First Kayla. Then Mona. Now Mama.
I’m beginning to think I should have come home a long time ago.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Two
Ezra
“I love them!” Noah says, grinning at the tickets Aiko left for him.
“You do, honey?” she asks, her expression concerned on the Skype screen. “They’re passes we can use whenever. We’ve been to the aquarium so often, I thought a trip to Nashville for the planetarium might be fun. And I know you’re really into the stars right now.”
“It’s great,” he assures her. “And the other things were awesome, too.”
Aiko asked me to take a bag full of birthday gifts she’d left to his bedroom first thing this morning.
“I wish I was there.” She blinks hard, and I can tell she’s trying not to cry. She doesn’t want Noah to know. “But so many people are coming to your party today.”
“Yeah, and we’ll jump on the trampoline,” Noah says. “You should see it, Mom. It’s the kind with a net.”
“Your mom actually helped pick it out,” I interject. “She wanted to make sure she saw it before she had to leave.”
“You did?” Noah asks.
“Yup.” Aiko shoots me a grateful look. “Sure did. I wanted this to be the best birthday ever even though I’m not there.”
“And four of the guys from school are sleeping over,” Noah rolls on. “Dad says he’ll make stuffed French toast for breakfast.” He looks at me like I may have forgotten.
“Sure.” I nod. “Tomorrow’s breakfast will be lit.”
“Dad,” Noah groans, obviously embarrassed by my hipness. “Don’t say lit, okay?”
“Got it.”
My phone buzzes on the kitchen counter by the laptop. It’s my mother calling through FaceTime.
“Bubbe!” Noah squeaks. He glances at Aiko uncertainly.
“Oh, baby, answer,” Aiko tells him. “I’ve kept you long enough. Go talk to your grandmother. I love you.”
“Love you, Mom. See you when you get back.” He grabs my phone. “Dad, can I take it outside to show her my trampoline?”
“Sure, but bring it back to me before you hang up,” I tell him. “I need to talk to her about you flying up there for camp.”
He runs off and out the door to the backyard.
“I should be there,” Aiko says despairingly. “I’m missing his birthday, and he’s going off to camp for weeks. What if he—”