Chapters (50)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- DEDICATION
- CONTENTS
- CHAPTER ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWO PALMER
- CHAPTER THREE COLE
- CHAPTER FOUR PALMER
- CHAPTER FIVE PALMER
- CHAPTER SIX PALMER
- CHAPTER SEVEN COLE
- CHAPTER EIGHT PALMER
- CHAPTER NINE PALMER
- CHAPTER TEN PALMER
- CHAPTER ELEVEN COLE
- CHAPTER TWELVE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN COLE
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN COLE
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN COLE
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER NINETEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY COLE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR COLE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX COLE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE PALMER
- CHAPTER FORTY COLE
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO COLE
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE PALMER
- EPILOGUE PALMER
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I can’t do that.
Or do I just keep on with how things are going and let it be?
A slow wash of acceptance covers me, and I know the last option is the right answer. No one gets hurt. Everything is on the table that needs to be on the table. There are no lies or miscommunications.
Lord, I wish I were with her now.
I’m starting to stand up when my phone buzzes on the bed. I get to my feet and reach for the device.
Palmer:
So, on a scale of 1-10, how much can I trust you?
Me:
10.
Palmer:
Quick answer. Makes me suspicious.
Me:
Odd question and even stranger response. Makes me doubly suspicious.
Palmer:

Ethan mentioned you this morning . . .
Me:
Too bad it wasn’t you thinking of me . . .
Palmer:
I didn’t say I wasn’t. 

I laugh out loud.
Me:
Awesome. Continue.
Palmer:
Right. So, I might have mentioned having dinner with your family tomorrow and he might have been really into it.
Me:
I’m really into it too.
Palmer:
So you still would be okay if we came?
Is she out of her mind?
I can’t type fast enough.
Me:
YES.
Palmer:
And your parents won’t care?
Me:
NO. I will apologize in advance for my mother’s behavior. I’m not sure what she’ll do to embarrass me and put you on the spot, I just know she will. Also, if she has a preacher here to marry us tomorrow, I had nothing to do with it and will help you escape.
Palmer:
Whoahhhhhhhh.
Me:
It comes from a good place. I swear.
Crickets.
I furiously type again.
Me:
I’ll tell Mom you’re coming around 2. Does that work?
Palmer:
Yup.
Me:
Great. Tell Ethan to bring his glove.
Palmer:
It’s on his hand as we speak.
Me:
That’s where it should be. 

Palmer:
We are going to sweep the steps and do some otherwise boring chores today. I hope you have a fun Saturday!
Me:
You too. See you tomorrow.
Palmer:
Bye.
I watch the screen for a long time just in case she says something else. Finally, I stick the phone on the bedside table.
My shoulder is still sore. I work it in small circles like my therapist showed me and try to get my head straight. The email is heavy on my mind, but I push it out and focus on the day.
I’ll get to the email . . . later. Right now, I want to focus on tomorrow.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE PALMER
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
PALMER
Use your manners.” I watch Ethan bounce around the passenger’s seat, held vaguely still by only the seat belt. “‘Please.’ ‘Thank you.’ Don’t talk with your mouth full.”