Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Part 1
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Part 2
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Part 3
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Susan Wilson
- About the Author
Buddy/Mack watched with careful shepherd eyes as Alice and Ed touched and stayed close for such a long time that he felt he had to interrupt. A dog needs dinner, after all.
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“If you had music, that would look a lot like dancing.” Jen puts her hand out and takes the beer from her boyfriend, Derek. Jen Coulter has lived next door to the Parmalees since she was in sixth grade, and when they had Stacy, she had been their baby-sitter, practically living with them. When her parents moved to Florida, Jen, a nurse practitioner, bought their house, and she now lives there with Derek, who is beginning to look like a keeper. Stacy had outgrown needing a baby-sitter, but Jen had remained a good friend, the teenage baby-sitter growing up into a good neighbor, and she is the only friend who always remembers this difficult day. It has become a tradition, this spontaneous gathering on this particular September day. No one plans it, at least not officially. And maybe someday Jen won’t come; she may forget the significance of this date and go on with her life. But it is nice when Jen calls and says, “You up for company?” And then Ed brings home a six-pack, even before he knows they will come. And Alice just happened to thaw out the roast beef she’s had in the freezer for a few weeks. All the seemingly accidental decisions converge for a midweek dinner at which no one speaks of the real reason they are together. Alice is glad that she spent the day away, and just as glad she got home in time to throw the roast in.
“That’s not all; watch this.” Alice turns to face the dog, who is still up on his back legs. She twiddles her fingers in a rough circle and the dog spins. Then he drops to all fours, his eyes fixed on Alice, waiting for the next thing. “Now why he wouldn’t do this for that dog trainer is beyond me. He was like a kid refusing to perform in front of company.”
“Ed, do you have a CD player or a radio?” Jen hands the beer back to Derek.
Ed does, and he brings out the little player that he keeps in his workshop. He’s pulled out a few CDs from his collection, which tends toward classic rock.
Jen flips through the selection, choosing the Beatles’ “White Album.” “Pop this in and find ‘Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da.’”
Ed does, then stands back to give Alice and the dog more room on the deck. Derek holds his new iPhone in position and Ed fires up the tune.