17
Molly
I stopped short and stared at Grant as he made out with one of the most beautiful women in the world. The temptation to kick myself was very strong as I gawked at them. The two of them made sense. They were equals. I was just some hick from a ‘podunk’ town that had let myself believe delusions of grandeur that a movie star could actually have feelings for me.
After clearing my throat, I put my head down and scurried across the room, pushing the stroller ahead of me. “I forgot Scout’s favorite plushy. I’ll just grab it, and we’ll be out of your hair.”
I quickly scooped the soft blue elephant that I had named ‘Peanut’ from the window sill and turned to leave.
“Wait!” Grant said to my retreating back.
The guilt visible in his eyes when I turned back to face him almost did me in
