Chapter 14
Ten minutes later, while toweling off and stepping out of the shower, Philip’s cellphone rings. “Hello?”
He turns to me in the doorway and mouths, “Parents.” In the phone, he says, “Yes, Mom. What time are you rolling in?” Pause. “An hour? Sure. Okay. We’ll be here.” Ending the call, he looks at me dejectedly. “Mom and Dad will be pulling into town in about an hour.” He looks down at his watch. “They’re en route on the ferry as we speak.” He poses in the doorway, beads of water dotting his broad hairy chest. “My mother wanted to pick up a few last minute Christmas gifts in Burlington.”
He saunters across the room, crawls across the bed, and leans over to kiss me. “I can’t wait for you to meet them.”
I fall back on the pillows, Philip on top of me. In the crook of my neck, he
