Contents (126)
- The Meeting Point
- Olivia Lara
- Contents
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- A YEAR LATER
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- June 2
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- June 3
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- June 4
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Help Wanted: Seasonal employment, June–August
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- June 5
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- June 6
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- June 7
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- June 8
- Forty
- Forty-One
- June 9
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- June After Midnight: By Ethan Delphy
- Chapter 15
- Fifty-Two
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 20
- Fifty-Three
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 21
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 22
- Fifty-Four
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 28
- Fifty-Five
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 29
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 30
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- June 11
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sixty
- Sixty-One
- Sixty-Two
- June 12
- Sixty-Three
- Sixty-Four
- Sixty-Five
- June 13
- Sixty-Six
- Sixty-Seven
- Sixty-Eight
- Sixty-Nine
- June 14
- Seventy
- Seventy-One
- Seventy-Two
- Seventy-Three
- Seventy-Four
- June 15
- Seventy-Five
- Seventy-Six
- Seventy-Seven
- Seventy-Eight
- Seventy-Nine
- Eighty
- Eighty-One
- June 16
- Eighty-Two
- Eighty-Three
- Eighty-Four
- Eighty-Five
- June After Midnight
- Chapter 28 (Draft 1 Version)
- Eighty-Six
- Eighty-Seven
- Eighty-Eight
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Also by Olivia Lara
There are some text messages between what I think is a friend and Daniel. The guy says Daniel could do much better and then goes on to describe Maya physically in not so flattering terms. My immediate reaction is to feel even worse for her, then I feel rage against him when I see he’s agreed with the friend. Is he blind? She is beautiful. To me, she is beautiful. I don’t know what that guy is talking about. There is nothing wrong with her hair, her face or the way she dresses. I think she’s quite special.
Fifty-Three
I stop reading, unsure what is more shocking. That Max was on the bus with me all the way to Carmel, that he thought I was beautiful, or that David was a hundred times worse than I ever imagined.
Maybe I should be freaked out finding out Max was a few rows behind me on the bus, but reading his thoughts, I realize it was coming from a good place. He wanted to make sure I was alright. He wasn’t trying to be creepy. It’s still a bit unsettling. He was there. Just like with the airport, I wish I’d known. If I’m honest though, I think I would’ve taken it the wrong way if I did know. I wouldn’t have allowed him to explain and we wouldn’t have gotten to know each other the way we did. I would’ve never felt what I ended up feeling for him.
As for David, I wish I could say that it’s all a huge shock. It’s not. It hurts that it was that bad for so long and I had no idea, but it’s not a big surprise. Once a cheater, always a cheater, I guess. I’m just glad that’s over with, but I regret now more than ever the time I lost on him; so much time on a man who never deserved me. To think he dares to still call and text me after all this, is just mind-blowing.
The truly terrible thing about what I just read is that soon, the whole world will read it too. Thankfully—or hopefully—they won’t know it’s my story. To them, it’s just going to be fiction.
June After Midnight
Chapter 21
She gets off the bus first and I follow.
Her reaction when she sees the town is endearing. That innocence, the first thing I noticed about her, is evident and the joy is heartwarming. I’m so happy I did this.
At the café, I don’t want to risk it, so I go across the street to the small eatery on the corner. Thankfully she decides to sit outside, so I can still see her from where I am.
The most interesting is when we get the bikes. I’m the last one to join the group and I almost give myself away when she doesn’t brake enough on a curve and almost falls over. My first instinct is to catch her, so I rush and get to her and just as I’m catching her elbow and straighten her, the older couple catch up to me and then her and ask her. “Are you alright?” She never turns around to see if there was anyone else there and no doubt she thinks one of them helped because she excuses herself and says she’s a klutz.